Chapter 97

VICTOR

It had been seven days since Camilla rode me on that couch and then walked out without looking back. And even though I’d found it sexy, it was still gut wrenching. It had been seven days of silence that felt like a blade twisting in my ribs every time I breathed.

I sent flowers- white camellias first, because she once told me they meant “you’re adorable” in some old language she loved. She