Camilla was in her room designing a gown. She planned to present it to Maria to thank her for being such a good friend and companion to her. She was truly grateful for Maria's friendship.
Her mind wandered to Dante, since they came back from the meeting and Valerie had dropped him at home. He had shut himself off from everyone, he ate his meals alone in his study and didn't bother to come out. The only person who saw him was Geremia.
Despite herself, Camilla found that she was worried about him. It was such a weird feeling, she hated him and yet she still cared about him.
Plus, she was also bored, she missed their verbal spars a lot.
Camilla stood up, she decided to get Dante's attention the only way she knew how to. Back then, when her father was still alive, anytime he was too busy for her, she would get into trouble and thus he would pay attention to her in order to scold her.
She changed into some clothing and went downstairs, she went to the wall where Dante kept his car keys, she picked the key of his most expensive car and strode out confidently to the garage. Today was a nice day to do a little car racing, she thought to herself.
She located the car she wanted and
entered inside. She started the engine and purred in satisfaction at the sound of the engine. Even if Dante, killed her, the feeling of riding such a beast would make it worth it.
She started driving, when she got to the gate, she could see the confusion in the eyes of the security men when they saw the car approaching.
The men at the gate were surprised to see the car approaching the gate, as far as they knew, Dante wasn't going out today. And he hardly drove this car, since he bought it, he hadn't driven it more than five times.
While one of them opened the gate by pressing the button, the other came down to the car while the rest stood fully alert and armed with gunpower.
He knocked on the window slightly and to his surprise and shock, the person behind the steering wheel was no other than Camilla.
"You….you...what are you doing?" he asked her.
"going for a joy ride" she answered with a wink before driving off.
"call Geremia, Camilla has fled with the master's car" he shouted.
One of the other security immediately picked up his walkie talkie to contact Geremia.
Geremia was in Dante's study giving him a report when the report came in.
He looked at Dante in trepidation thinking how he could convey this information to him.
"Yes? What's wrong?" Dante asked him after seeing the change in his countenance.
"I just got a report that Camilla drove out with your car" he reported.
"Why didn't they stop her or shoot the tires of the car?" Dante asked.
"Everything happened so fast and the car she took was your most expensive car hence why they couldn't shoot at the car to avoid damaging it"
Dante cursed. "What's going on now? Have they caught up with her yet?" he asked.
Geremia enquired from the men. He looked at Dante and shook his head. "Not yet, she is too fast and she is using side roads and being tricky. The men are also being careful not to damage the car" Geremia told him.
Dante was so furious he was practically steaming with anger. Geremia was not sure that he had ever seen him so angry before.
He strode out of the study angrily while Geremia followed him.
Geremia watched as he dressed himself in his leather biking clothes.
"So what are you doing now?" he asked Dante.
"I am going after that little pest" he fumed.
"Okay, let me organize the security detail quickly" Geremia told him.
"no, I will go alone" he said.
"What! You can't do that"
"You are to stay here and keep things in order while I go after that troublemaker" Dante told Geremia.
Geremia watched helplessly as Dante got on his power bike and zoomed off. He prayed that nothing would go wrong.
Dante enquired from his men the last place where Camilla was seen and headed there. As he drove his car, he cursed Camilla inwardly. What the hell was she up to now?
Ever since he bought that little pest, she kept inviting trouble to his life. He had literally used his own money to invite trouble into his life.
He was behind her, he knew she could see him. She drove to a secluded area and stopped the car.
Dante stopped the bike and got off. He marched to the car, opened the door and yanked her out. He glowered down at her, "You better have a good explanation, young lady" he told her.
He expected her to cower in fear because she had been caught, to his surprise, she giggled.
"What's funny?" he asked.
"It's been long I saw you, I was beginning to think that you were dead or something" she replied still giggling.
To say that Dante was dumbfounded was an understatement, he wondered if she even knew the amount of trouble she was in.
"Do you know the car you took was my most expensive and treasured car?" he asked her.
"Uh huh, I am aware, it's such a wonderful car" she said with a satisfied smile as she glanced at the car.
Dante gripped her chin roughly and forced her to look up at him.
"Do you know that I could kill you for this? I have killed several for lesser offenses" he asked her.
"You wouldn't do that and even if you did, I would die happily knowing that I drove such a car" she retorted.
"Why did take the car out? Was it just for the pleasure of driving the car?" he asked her.
She shook her head in response, "I wanted you to leave the study and do something other than worrying and brooding about your brother" she replied.
Dante looked at her shocked, "How did you know about my brother and what do you know?" he asked.
"Rumors floating around the house, I know he is on a dangerous mission and you are scared that he might be harmed. I just wanted you to leave the house and do something other than worrying" she looked up at him, "Don't you feel much better now?" she asked.
He looked at her, this infuriating little troublemaker that tempted him like no other person. Dante couldn't keep his self control much longer especially with the adrenaline running through his body from the car chase he had just done. He bent down and kissed her.
Camilla gasped in shock when Dante kissed her. Dante took advantage of this and slipped his tongue into her mouth.
Camilla moaned at the sensation of Dante's tongue. His hands slipped down to her waist and gripped her closer to him.
Soon his senses came back to him and he gently released her.
The men pursuing her finally caught up to them.
"Drive her home and take the motor bike home, lock her in my room, understood?" he asked.
"Yes sir"
They led Camilla to one of the cars while one of the men mounted the bike and they headed back to the house.
Dante entered the car and decided to take a ride round the town to calm down before heading back home.
Camilla was quiet during the ride home, she kept thinking about the kiss and replaying it over and over in her mind.
Dante had kissed her! Why? She had thought he didn't find her attractive at all. And why did she liked the kiss and why couldn't she stop thinking about this.
Although Camilla was a virgin, she was far from being innocent. She had kissed and had some pretty heavy makeout sessions with boys her age before. But none of these encounters could be compared to the kiss she had just shared with Dante.
The kiss had been searing hot and if she was being truthful to herself, she wanted more.
He had instructed them to lock her up in his room, would today be the day she lost her virginity? She wondered to herself.
The car stopped and she looked outside. They were home already. Geremia was waiting outside the car, a stern expression on his face.
She got down from the car and faced him. "You are in a lot of trouble, little pet" he told her.
"I know" she replied quietly.
"Take her to his room as he instructed" he told the men and walked away.
As Camilla was taken inside, she saw Maria at the door looking at her in disappointment. Camilla sighed, perhaps she has been a little too impulsive with her action, she thought inwardly.
She was put inside Dante's room and the door was shut firmly from outside.
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