Page 31 of Wifey
I’m completely heartsick and my appetite is gone. Feeling raw and vulnerable, I can barely contain my emotions. It was just like the night I found out all over again. Ethan came to my house and let me know what happened. Hayley stayed with me for weeks while she recovering from childbirth so I wouldn’t be alone.
Cameron pulls away and blots my face with a cloth napkin. “If the EAC is behind your father’s murder, they are targeting you next. Being on your own will not help you. You having Ethan’s help won’t work, neither. Ethan has been lowkey coming after me for years and could never find anything that stuck. Each time he thinks he’s getting closer, it doesn’t happen. I’m very much a thorn in his side. He’s poking around in EAC’s business and it’s only a matter of time before they go after him.
“Angel,” Cameron kisses my hand and holds it, “I need you to leave well-enough alone. I already told you too much. I’m doing as much research as possible on what’s going on and who is behind what. I need you to trust me on this. I would never lie to you about what’s going and what’s involved. If I felt you were in real danger, I would send you away somewhere for a while and let Hayley and Que handle things at the shop.”
“And what about Hayley?” I ask. “What’s her role in all of this?”
“The same as yours but she knows a bit more. She’s content on knowing what we do but she also doesn’t want to get involved. She’s more concerned that you don’t know anything. She’s going nowhere, baby.” He thumbs away my tear-stained cheeks.
It’s a relief that Hayley is taking the blind eye approach but it still doesn’t answer the obvious question. Cameron might have been running the local streets but it was his father, Eric, who really controlled the state.
“And what about your father?” I ask. “He has to know what’s going on!”
Cameron nods. “He’s very much aware of what’s happening. He’s put in some calls and everything is as cool as it can be. Nothing is perfect, but I have more protection and coverage than I know what to do with.” He gives a small smile. “I have low friends in high places.”
“Garth Brooks.” I sniffle and blink back tears. “I do know some country music.”
Cameron chuckles and kisses my hand again. It seems like everything is all right with the world now. “I’m sorry I ruined dinner tonight. This wasn’t the way I wanted it to go. I wanted a nice and quiet dinner between us without interruption and I was the interruption.” He kisses my hand again. “I’m sorry about that, angel.”
“Apology accepted. I’m sorry I got so emotional.” I wipe my nose with a napkin. “I’m not used to this lifestyle, Cam. I’m not used to security, a driver, and a chef at home. I’m not used to not asking about your day because I already have an idea what happened. I’m not used to any of this. You’ll be gone all day and I have to be okay you’re not in a dangerous situation.”
“I will always be in a dangerous situation, angel.” He helps me stand up and he wraps his arms around me. I inhale his earthy scent as his muscular arms hold me tight. Sexual tension sizzled between us but Cameron was on his best behavior. “I promise I’ll never put you in one.”
“You can’t guarantee that, Cam.” I shake my head. “You can’t protect me all of the time.”
“Yes, I can.” He pulls away and puts a finger under my chin. He looks into my eyes with love and clarity. He kisses my forehead and my whole stance relaxes. “You’ll always be protected, angel. Nothing will ever happen to you.”
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We managed to finish dinner and enjoyed a shared dessert. Daryn drove us back home and I settled in the backseat next to Cameron as he held me. My life had been a complete whirlwind and my brain is dizzy just thinking about everything.
Three times already, Cameron saved my life. He killed the men who targeted my father and me. Those are the ones I know about. I’m sure there are others I don’t know and honestly, I’m fine if I never know about them.
Now, I’m no longer just Cameron’s girlfriend. I’m an accessory to murder and just about every illegal activity he’s involved in. I know how long RICO charges go for and if Cameron were to ever get caught, he would be facing decades in prison unless he makes some type of plea deal.
I already knew what side of the law I was on and I no longer struggled with straddling the fence. I’m sure Daddy is turning over in his grave at what I’m doing. Hopefully, he would understand I’m doing everything to ultimately fight for his legacy.
My hand wrapped around Cameron’s waist as I felt his calm heartbeat in my ear. It was a serene silence between us and probably the most peace our relationship had since we reunited.
I don’t know if the peace is because we both have an understanding of each other now or if I finally resigned to the fact this is who Cameron is and that’s it.
Meli’sa Morgan’s “Do You Still Love Me?” softly played in the background during our ride. I closed my eyes as her soulful voice comforted me and I temporarily let go of all of the rollercoaster emotions of the day.
I know this is my new reality – being a drug lord’s girlfriend. Cameron isn’t forcing me to be with him, yet I don’t want to be with anyone else. He’s saved my life in more ways than I can imagine and I don’t think I can ever thank him.
Warmth flowed through my body as my hand fell down in front of his zipper. I massaged his cock through his slacks and Cameron immediately hardened underneath me. A low growl escaped his lips as he rubbed my back.
I unzipped him and pulled his cock out, caressing it as it grew harder and thicker in my hands. Arousal shot through my body with an urgency I had never felt before. Taking his cock with both hands, I kissed the mushroom tip and Cameron moaned his approval.
“Suck me,” he ordered.
I smiled at the demand and obliged. I swiped my tongue over the precum that leaked out of the tip. I remembered how he taught me to suck him off and smiled at the lesson. He knew I was going to suck him off for as long as I lived and he wanted me to do it right.
Hollowing my cheeks, I lowered my mouth around his cock. I sucked on him slow, savoring the musky taste and scent of him. My tongue played with the heavy veins that coursed around his cock, trying to find all of them in some erotic maze.
“Ah, angel…” Cameron moaned.
Giving Cameron pleasure aroused me and I was so eager to suck him more. I bobbed my head up and down along his shaft as Cameron pushed my head down. I became a greedy, cock-hungry whore and I couldn’t get enough of him.
