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“Camilla. That’s enough for you. Leave. I’ve had—”.
“Poor Dillon. Always so temperamental. Is that why you told your lawyer that you’re backing out of business with me?” He did what?
“Speaking of,” he said and handed her an envelope. She grabbed it roughly, and her eyes bulged as she read what was in it.
“You’re joking. You don’t have that power,” she protested. She clearly doesn’t know who Dillon is then. If he wants the earth to stop spinning, I know it would’ve stopped. He’d find a way.
He chuckled and relaxed his muscles. “You’re nothing, Camilla. I told you, you’re nothing. It’s over.”
“All this for a woman you just met? For new love? God, you son of a…”
Dillon stepped toward her. Not in a sexual way, but in a threatening way.
“Let me make this clear. Say what you want about me, but when it comes to her, I’ll kill you. You and I both know that I’m not a good person, and I can gladly live with killing you and not caring. Remember what happened when your brother crossed me and now he’s resting six feet under, or the parts of him that remained. I don’t play around when it comes to those I care about, Camilla, and I suggest you don’t do the same.”
She looked at him with nothing but a hint of heartbreak and I almost felt bad for her.
“You’re a heartless monster. You destroy people. You are—”
“Enough. I made my intentions extremely clear and you kept coming for more. I stayed respectful because we had business but now, you’ve crossed a line. I won’t tell you to leave again.” She couldn’t find any words to respond and hastily left the office with her envelope. I turned to Dillon, and his gaze had softened. It amazed me how he could be ruthless in his professional life, but when he looked at me, his demeanor warmed.
“What was in the envelope?”
“I ensured she won’t be able to work on American soil again. She’s financially ruined. I told her to leave, and she didn’t, which made you upset.”
Note to self: never provoke him.
“I’m not the man you think I am, Azzaria,” he continued. “I’m not a person with a clean record. I can be ruthless, but for you, I’m trying to change, to be better.”
Trust me, I knew. I could sense it, and I should be frightened. I should be able to walk away, but I couldn’t. I didn’t want to. “I know.”
“I need you to understand that I’m not a Prince Charming. I’m not a man who’s all purity.” He was trying to make me reconsider, but we were both stubborn. He’d have to try much harder to make me leave.
“You may not be an angel, but if I wanted an angel, I’d date the guy who serves me coffee on North Street. You are Dillon Xander, and I want you as you are. I want your dark, complex, and even your uglier sides because, when combined, they don’t even come close to outweighing your best qualities. You can’t push me away. I’m not going anywhere.”
He sighed and pulled me in for a kiss. My life was anything but mundane.
“Do you have to tell Dillon everything?”
“I don’t have to, but I prefer to be honest with him. I love my life, not planning on dying anytime soon.” He said this playfully, but there was a hint of seriousness beneath it. “But if you’re involved, he’ll be nice.”
“Nice?”
“Yes. You make him nicer. Without you, he’s like the Antarctic—cold as ice.”
What was odd was that I believed him. Dillon’s reputation painted him as ruthless, cold-hearted, and a shrewd player with one concern—himself. But they didn’t know him the way I did. “He’s different with me.”
“We know that or well most of us. Ronan still doesn’t know.”
“It’s fun hearing about him with his friends. He doesn’t socialize much,” I pointed out with a chuckle, “but you guys are still alive and kicking, so it must count.”
“Yeah, we don’t go around expressing our love for each other, but we’ve been through thick and thin together. Why did you ask me that earlier?”
“Curiosity.”
“Okay, and Ms. Willis,” he said as he looked at me through the mirror, “he’s never been happier or calmer. Please don’t break his heart. He may be an asshole, but he’s been through hell.”
I took his words to heart and offered only a smile in response. For once, I had no words, just a comforting silence. Yet, in that silence, a multitude of thoughts swirled in my mind, and one dominated.
