SCORNED EX WIFE Queen Of Ashes (Camille and Stefan)

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

CAMILLE'S POINT OF VIEW

The parking garage of the hotel where i lodged was too quiet. My heels echoed against concrete, each click bouncing off empty cars and shadowed pillars. It was late, past midnight, but something felt wrong. Off.

My confrontation with Rose and my family had left me drained, empty except for the cold satisfaction of finally seeing behind her mask. I fumbled with my key fob, wanting nothing more than to get to my hotel room and plan my next move.

A car door slammed somewhere in the darkness.

I stopped, listening. Nothing but the hum of fluorescent lights and the distant sound of traffic.

My phone buzzed in my purse. Rose's number. I declined it, but not before noticing my signal had dropped to one bar.

Perfect.

Footsteps behind me. Multiple sets.

I walked faster, cursing my choice of heels. The hotel's elevator was just around

the corner, past a row of concrete pillars. If I could just...

"Going somewhere, Mrs. Rodriguez?"

A man stepped out from behind a pillar. Tall, broad-shouldered, dressed in black. Professional. Two more appeared behind me, cutting off my retreat.

Not a random attack, then.

Lewis now." My voice stayed steady despite my racing heart. "And I have a dinner reservation, so if you'll excuse

smiled. It wasn't a nice smile. "I'm afraid your plans have

spray I'd started carrying after signing

stepped closer. "Now, we can do

let him finish. The pepper spray caught him

kicking off my heels as I sprinted for the elevator. The other two men shouted,

there. Just a few

grabbed my hair, yanking me backward. My purse went flying,

nice." The first man's voice was rough with pain and rage. "Hold

I fought, kicking, scratching, but they were too strong.

might be difficult." The first man wiped his streaming eyes. "Said you needed to learn

it. Her parting shot, making sure I understood just how

going to kill me," I spat, "at least

No, no. Just a message. A reminder of what happens to

air from my lungs. I doubled over, gasping, but the men holding

understand their role in life." Another blow, this one to

pain shooting through my body. But I wouldn't cry.

"That's enough."

through the garage like a

emerging from the shadows. Men

probably in her fifties but

suit that probably cost more than my car, her silver hair swept

her eyes that caught me. Sharp, intelligent, and oddly...

of my attackers

to have a very bad day." The

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