Tag: Camilla

“I’m not into the chicks, Dillon.” Camilla mutters, singing ‘Come For Our Love’ as she tours the flat. “All this music stuff everywhere. This is so cool.”

“But, as an heir to my family’s estate and the bearer of their name, I have responsibilities. I have a legacy. There are foundations and charities that I’ll one day be in charge of. There are people who are going to depend on me.”

“Damn.” Dillon pauses for a moment. “Let me ask you something, Camilla.” He leans in. “You can tell me it’s none of my business, and I won’t be offended. But, uh, was he supposed to bring you a little something?”

Camilla scrambled, shuffling through her purse. “I swear I would never steal anything from anyone.” She places the hundred into his palm as she pans the room. “I wasn’t raised that way… I don’t have to steal.”

Strands of her full chestnut mane blew ever so slightly under the slow-spinning ceiling fans. Her thin, shapely figure was hugged by a red, rose colored dress.