He looked at her funny.
They had moved into a bigger apartment as the room they currently occupied was more exquisite.
José had just gotten home from work and looked exhausted. He rimmed his fingertips on his forehead while listening to her, this made her quite upset.
"You don't believe me!" Camila sounded quite disappointed.
Her eyes were lit with fear and her hands, they still shook while she narrated her ordeal.
"Olivia is dead." José told her.
"You think I do not know that?" Camila retorted.
"Out of a window she fell, skull broke, bones broke, she died- naked. We were there.
We planned the funeral, we saw her laid to rest. Do not allow some random jerk to play pranks on you. " He told her and then walked over to the bedside.
"I have a bad feeling about all of this. Whoever the person is, she knows too much." She told him.
" We have come too far to give in to fear ,my love. I'm sure all the lady wants is money. You give in and boom, you get blackmailed." He told her then sat on the bed.
"We need to get her to call again. Track her down and eliminate her before she creates a scandal for us." She said.
"Come on honey, you need to take a break. With your number of kills , I'm starting to worry" He said while taking his shoes off.
"Oh shut up." She rolled her eyes and walked towards the window.
She picked up her purse from her dressing table and brought out a pack of cigarettes. Having placed one in her mouth, she lit it with the lighter she had taken out as well.
"I need to clear my head." She said.
"Yes, you do." José concurred.
She walked out of the room majestically and out of the apartment. Normally she would use the driver but it seemed she needed the space.
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"So what happens now?" Mitchell inquired.
He had been standing by the door to the kitchen.
"Obviously you have a problem with privacy." Olivia said, walking out and into the living room.
On her way she placed his phone on his chest in an upset manner.
"I am just trying to be a friend." He followed behind her.
"Well I don't like your friendship." She told him.
"Listen, when I know you can really take care of yourself, I will give you all the space you need. " He assured her.
"Yeah. About that." She said, "I think I'm ready." She said, turning towards him.
"Ready for what?" He inquired as though to be sure.
"I want to feel these powers inside of me and what I wish to do with it is none of your business so just tell me how to get started." She told him.
"I can't help you with that but I may know someone who can." He told her.
"I see. " She replied, heading into the bedroom.
He made sure she was fast asleep. Yes he watched her all the while she closed her eyes.
With a lot of questions racing through his mind, the negatives that came with what she badly craved for and how innocent she was to understand now really bothered him.
She began to snore.
He freed his folded arms and quietly shut the room's door. He walked down the short hallway and while he did, he pressed on the ring on his left middle finger.
A portal opened up before him.
Stepping in, he was transported to a white space that had nothing in it. Felt like a box.
Marlene approached him slowly from the opposite direction. She wore a long black dress and smiled faintly while she did.
"I take it that she is ready?" She said.
"I don't know about that but she does want to get on with it." He told her.
"Then that's good." Marlene was pleased.
"She has vengeful intentions for the ones who killed her." He told Marlene.
"Do not interfere with destiny, old wolf. That is what is dangerous. Everything will take shape once she embraces her true self. Worry not." She told him.
He sighed.
"How can she go on with it then? I don't know how to teach her that." He said.
"It's who she is. She doesn't need anyone to teach her how to be her. She only needs a little push and she is already on the path towards making that happen." She told him with a smile.
"How are the girls?" He inquired.
"Oh, they are fine. Darius and his bitch lover are still on the hunt but we have more important things to prepare for." She told him.
"What are you up to Marlene?" He probed.
"Haven't you been listening to a word I say? We have a wedding to plan, Mitchell and yes you are the groom." She told him.
He scoffed.
"She won't marry me." He said with all certainty.
"And why would you think that?" She inquired. "Once she bonds with Esther's consciousness, one supreme soul would be created and you have to bond with that." She told him.
"I'm afraid her heart still belongs to another." He told her.
"Not for long." She assured him.
"Could we at least be less selfish and give her time?" He told Marlene.
"Oh, fine. I know she has been through alot , we'll give her time. We can pause the preparations." She said.
"I'd appreciate that." He told her.
He got back to his apartment through the portal but noticed something felt different.
Quickly he rushed to the room and met with an empty bed.
He shut his eyes and heaved a sigh. She had played a fast one on him.
He set out to find her.
Room 204 was a fine hotel suite on the second floor of The Continental and on that fateful night, their regular guest had occupied it once again.
Camilla let out a breathless moan. He was doing it to her just how she craved it.
Her legs remained spread apart with him in between. He was a young man , a fine one.
Sweat dripped down his back as he made sure the tip of his D* could feel her cervix.
He kissed her while he did. From her lips to her neck, he kissed her with desperation.
Her bare boobs seemed to turn him on even more, he straightened up and grabbed them with both hands while increasing the speed at which he thrusted.
"Don't stop." She held on tightly to him. Her grip felt like handcuffs but he didn't mind.
It only meant she couldn't get enough of him and it pleasured his mind. He had all the energy he needed to keep her satisfied.
"What are you doing here and why are you disguised as some waitress?" Mitchell queried Olivia who was almost close to the door.
At first she was startled but then she remembered tracking her down wasn't a problem for him.
"Bring your voice down okay?" She whispered. "Camila is in there" She told him.
"So what? You are going to go in there and what? Kill her with your apron?" He probed in a lower tone.
"Damn it, you are familiar with this environment after all, aren't you? You just made a fool out of me. How did you even know she was here?" He inquired.
"It was always her hideout. Saw her come out of it a couple of times while I was alive so I supposed she and my uncle came here to, you know, chill." She told him.
"So I'm guessing you fooled everyone in this hotel as well to get the information you needed." He said.
She nodded approvingly.
"God. You are one sneaky- " He replied with a frustrated look, realizing how smart she was and how he didn't see it sooner.
-"Shush." She stopped him and went ahead towards the room door.
It was at that moment he remembered Marlene's words. He had to stop interfering.
He stood back watching for the end of her plans.
She knocked.
"Who..is..it..?" Camila tried to speak amidst the pleasure.
"Room service." Olivia replied excitedly.
"Did you order anything?" The young man paused to ask.
"No, just continue." Camila replied.
He continued.
Again, Olivia knocked.
"For f*CK sake!" Camila yelled, she was offended now .
"I'll be back. Just stay put." The young man told her.
He reached for his undies and put it on before approaching the door.
He opened it up and Olivia immediately reached for something she had hidden in her Apron but then, stopped.
She looked at the young man, her heart breaking as she did. She couldn't believe it.
She could see Camila lay on the bed naked behind him. The young man didn't understand what was going on.
"What seems to be the problem?" He inquired.
"Steve?" Olivia voiced in disbelief.
"Excuse me. Do i- know you from somewhere?" Steve asked her.
She took two steps back, like she was about to pass out.
Everything felt different instantly. She bent over, holding on to her head with both hands.
Mitchell rushed to where she was.
" I apologize for the unprofessional behavior." He said as he supported her out of his sight and out of the building.
For Olivia , it was as though there had been two brains in her head and now they merged.
A surge of heat ran through her entire body, it burned his hands but he wouldn't let go.
She felt the power, something unique, something intoxicating, rush through her veins.
Mitchell saw her eyes glow white before they shut. It was how he knew the fusion had been successful.