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When he told me there was a dinner with a friend, I thought he meant Ronan or Lucio or one of the others. I didn’t know he meant her.
I spent the last few hours in the supply closet googling “Camilla Rodriquez”, looking at all the articles and how many times she’s been pictured with Dillon. Which might I add, is a lot, though there’s nothing recent. It irked me that I couldn’t have that same public image with him, but I couldn’t do any better. Too much was on the line.
“Hi.”
“Hey ZZ, how are you?”
“I’m not even sure, but how are you? How’s things been with a newborn?” I had to call Mara. She was the only person who could’ve given me the answers I so desperately needed.
“They’ve been good. He’s a sleepy little guy. When are you coming to meet him?”
“I’ll come by soon. I have something to ask if you’re not busy.”
“Go ahead. Alex has the baby so we’re good.”
“It’s about Dillon,” I started, “I saw a Google alert come in of him close to this woman and I—”
She interrupted me with a sigh and started talking. “Camilla.” I’ve heard that name before but I can’t pinpoint where. “She and Dillon had a sexual relationship in the past, but Dillon ended up marrying her sister because he fell in love or he thought he did. He was manipulated by Annalise. Camilla is a scorned lover, and she put up fights to keep Dillon, but he didn’t want her the way she wanted him, so he left. Life moved on, and she always pops up out of nowhere, like at my baby shower.” Yes. That’s where I knew her from. She was standing with Dillon.
I couldn’t stop myself from asking. “Did he love her?”
“No. It was purely sexual, and when he called it off, she wasn’t ready for that and made a huge spectacle which costed him millions.”
The line fell silent for a few minutes until she spoke up again. I was speechless.
“Talk to him whenever you get the chance. He can never deny you, and that’s where you have your leverage.”
We finished up the conversation, and I went back to my desk. It’s either I spoke to him about it now, or I let it eat me up inside. And I wasn’t planning on the latter.
“We’ll talk later, Dillon,” I heard Camilla say to him as I approached the door.
I scoffed and walked inside.
“Do you think this is a fucking game?” I stormed into his office. Dillon’s head spun around in shock.
“Good morning to you too. Where have you been, baby?” I rolled my eyes.
“Don’t act like everything is fine.”
“I’m confused. What is happening? I haven’t seen you all day and I texted you, you didn’t answer and then I got held up in a meeting so I couldn’t come and see you.”
“Where were you last night?” I asked.
He stared at me, blankly. “I told you I had a din—you saw the tabloid.”
“Not only did I see the tabloid, I saw her leaving your office a minute ago, looking as pleased as ever.”
“Bab—”
“Don’t baby me. If you’re gonna fuck her the—”
“Don’t go there,” he said, interrupting me, “She and I did not have sex, nor am I planning to. Have we had sex? Many times in the past, but that’s all it was, in the past.” He leapt to his feet and took a next step forward, gently pushing me into the corner. I remained still, her expressions frozen. “I’m sure I’m not the only person you’ve ever slept with.”
“You don’t see me going to dinners with the men I’ve slept with, and that isn’t the point.”
“Look, I—” I was over this conversation because he clearly wasn’t seeing my point.
“I’m going to go. Do you even want me, or is this all a joke? Do whatever you want. I don’t think you’re understanding my point, and you could’ve also told me.”
