His Baby Mama

DAMONS POV

Where is she? It’s been almost twenty minutes since Ive been waiting on Camila and she’s not down as yet. What does she have to put on that takes up so much time? I still can’t get it why girls take this long to get ready.

I sigh, looking down at my watch for the hundredth time for today. I was impatient, very impatient. I’m the Cohost of the party so people are expecting me to be on time and right now, I don’t think I’ll make it. Seriously, where is she? She need to get down stairs right–

“Ahem ..” The clearing of a throat was heard and it brought me out of my thoughts. I looked away from my watch and up to meet with Camila. Finally! I wanted to take her hands and get to the car as quickly as possible so I can reach at the party just in time but for some reason I just stood there frozen. My eyes made its way to the dress that she was wearing. It fitted her perfectly. hugging all her curves in the right place and the slit on the side ran all the way up to her thigh, displaying her long slender creamy leg.

I just couldn’t stop staring at her. She was simply breathtaking and she definitely took my breath away. My mouth dropped open as my eyes moved from her sexy, attractive body to her beautiful face and my eyes widen a little as my eyes gaze over her face, refusing to believe that this was her. She looked stunning, absolutely gorgeous.

“Is it okay or should I changed into something more-” “It’s okay” I cut her off mid sentence. 1 wanted to say it was more than okay, you looked amazing but I didn’.

“We. should get going since it’s getting late and the party is about to start” I say afterwards, clearing my throat and looked away from her so she won’t caught me looking at her again. She nodded her head and I led her out my house and to my car, where I opened the door for her and then made my way over to the driver’s seat. Shutting the door, I started my car and drove off to the party just hoping that everything goes well, as it should.

?CAMILA’S POV?

I think I look bad in this dress. I wasn’t insecure at first and was loving the dress on me but I don’t think I like it anymore since Damon was just staring at me for a few minutes. He must be taughing at how hideous

“What are you thinking about?” A voice was heard, breaking the silence and I looked up to see Damon eyes on the road while he held unto the staring wheel.

“Uh.. Im just nervous” I responsed in a low voice that I’m sure he had barley heard.

“Nervous?” He asked with a frown and I only nodded my head then he went on “There’s nothing to be nervous about Camila, so don’t be”

“Yeah but it’s my frst time ever attending a party host by some rich billionaire dude and there will be a lot of rich people there and I just hope they don’t see me as a cheapskate and laugh at me and I just hope I don’t embarrass myself or you and Ethan”

“Why are you even thinking about how others will react towards the way you act?”This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

“.. I don’t know”

“You shouldn’t Camila, you don’t look like a cheapskate at all. You’re fine just the way you and trust me, you will never embarrass me or Ethan. So stop thinking about what other will think and focus on being your ture self. Focusing on being you”

Okay, Is this really Damon talking? This doesn’t sound like him at all. I actually know him as a cold, emotionless, always angry and like to argue with me.

“And we’re here” Damon announced as we pulled up at a mansion. It was huge but would still look small if it was placed besides Damon’s. I undid my seat belt, taking a deep breath and stretched my hands to open the door but it someone beat me to it and you already know who it is. How did he get over here that fast? I left the car, Damon closing the door for behind and I took another breath, feeling nervous once again. Okay Camila, you got this!

“There’s really no need to be nervous Camila.” A voice spoke out that cause me to look up to see Damon looking down at me. He opened his mouth to continue.

“But I totally understand you. There’s a lot of people attending the party tonight so it’s better if you take my hands so you won’t get lost, is that okay with you?” He asked and I slowly nodded my head, still couldn ‘t bring myself to believe that this was Damon speaking.

“We should go inside, the party is about to begin” he said and I nodded my head and felt tingles again when he gently took ahold of my hands and walked to the main entrance beside me.

I held tighter unto Damon’s hands as he took me across the room to where a few men, in their mid thirty, stove. They were all drowned deep into their conversation until Damon cleared his throat, getting their attention and they looked first to Damon then to me. Great, people are staring at me again!

“Ah-Mr. Alexander! You’re finally here. I thought you weren’t coming” one of then spoke up. greeting Damon then his eyes went to me.

“And who’s this beautiful woman standing beside you ?, if you don’t mind me asking”

“This is my date for the night. Camila, meet Mr. Jameson “he said, introducing me to the man standing before me and I give a polite smile to him then went to shake his hands.

” Camila? what a beautiful name. It suits you a lot”he went on to say and l began to feel uncomfortable from his stares so I looked down to the ground, hoping he’d just look away.

“I should go and greet the rest since they don’t know that I’m here yet. See you around Mr. James” he said with a clenched jaw before turning around and pulled me with him towards another group of men but they were older than the one I had just met. Maybe around their late 40s or early 50s.

“Mr. Simmons” Damon greeted as soon as he stood in front of the man and he smile in return before returning greetings to Damon. I was looking at the floor all the time, not wanting to get any more uncomfortable with anyone stares but looked up when Damon introduced me to him and that’s when I noticed there were two beautiful models cling to him.

“It’s a pleasure meeting you.” He said with a smirk, still looking at me and Ijust wanted to run away from this place. Why do they have to stare?

“It’s been a long time since you brought a date with you and it surprised me but I can see why.” He went on, the smirk still on his lips.

“Where did you get her from, if you mind me asking” saw Damon jaw clenched even more and i sware to God, I couldn’t breathe from how tight he was holding me.

“I’m afraid I can’t tell you that” he responded with gritted teeth and the old man just looked at him in amusement before he brought his eyes back to me.

“Can I offer you a drink?” He asked me and I felt so uncomfortable and scared as what Damon said earlier played back in my head.

“Uh No thank you.” I responded with a polite smile and suddenly felt a few eyes staring angrily at me. Looking up, my eyes met with the two models that were cling unto the old man, Mr. Simmons. They were glaring at me as if I said something wrong.

I shift my gaze from them to Mr. Simmons again and felt even more uncomfortable cause he was still staring at me in a perverted way. I just wanted to get away from here and I think Damon sense how uncomfortable I was caused he spoke afterward.

“Camila, how about you go have a chat with those girls over I there while I talk business with Mr. Simmons?” He asked and I agreed almost immediately and got up, making my way over to some little girls around the ages of nine to eleven.

I was glad and thankful for Damon for making me go away from that old, perverted man and felt super relief that I was away from him and his stares.. but that didn’t stop the stares from other people to be on me ..

“Mmhh !!” I moaned as the tasty food explode in my mouth. After I followed Damon orders and sat next to those girls, I felt better but started to feel uncomfortable when they started throwing tons of complements at me like: Wow! You’re really beautiful and Wow, you look like a Disney princess etc. Don’t get me wrong, I love it but it just became too much for me so I excuse myself and sat over at the food section and began stuffing my face with delicious food. This taste soooo good! Bitting down on the last piece of chocolate cake, I cleaned my hands oft before I just sat there looking around the room. The party was gong good so far.. no it wasn’t. Ireceived a lot of stares, especially from women, that made me uncomfortable and they never stopped. There were a lot of eyes on me now and I hated it. So getting up, I made my way to the women toilet. Entering inside, I let out a breath of relief. Finaly, some peace where no one is staring at me !!

I was enjoying the little peace and quiet I had but it cut short when the door flew open and three women entered. They were deep in the for conversation but stopped talking when the saw me standing there. Little glares were sent towards me and I frown in confusion. Did I do something to them?

“Did Mr. Simmons pay you after you give him a lap dance?” One of them spoke, asking one of the girl and she shook her head before opening her mouth to speak.

“No, I think he forgot after that whore came in and got everyone’s attention” I just knew she was talking about me but what did I do to get her all angry? I really don’t know.

“Yeah” another agreed, sending me another galre.

“She’s not even that pretty. I can bet you one million that under all those make up is an ugly face!”

“Yeah and I don’t know how Damon can’t see who she is. She’s probably ugly and did plastic surgery to have such perfect body. Ugh! He failed to see he’s dating a fake bitch that’s not even worth a dollar!”Another said laughing then they all send one last galre at me before turning their heals and left.

A tear slipped pass my eyes and I quickly wiped it away, Regretting everything. I shouldn’t have come to this stupid party! Maybe I should’ve just said no and stay home .. This is why I don’t go anywhere but in my room. And I hate humans! All they do is pull each other down instead of lifting them up! I hate everything! Well except for Ethan And most of all, I hate me. I stayed in the bathroom, slumped to the floor, trying to hold in my tears, not daring to leave again. It’s better if I stay in here than to be around humans that only hate on you. I really wasn’t gonna leave and didn’t even want to see anyone, not even Damon. I just wanted to be alone, it better if I’m alone.

Well, that’s what I thought but when the door came flying open, I looked up to see Damon standing at the door, a worried expression came across his face and he quickly made his way over to me. Stooping down, he immediately pulled me in his arms, not bothering to ask me what was wrong and that when my tears fell. I cried in his arms as he held me close to him, as if he isn’t letting me go.

?DAMONS POV?

“Camila, how about you go have a chat with those girls over there while I talk business with Mr. Simmons?” I asked, looking at her and she agreed almost immediately and got up, making her way over to some little girls that sat in the next corner of the room.

I inwardly sigh, feeling a lot better that she was away from him and went on greeting other people that attended the party but I felt panic suddenly washed over me when it was time for the dance and my eyes scanned to room to find her. I wanted to ask her if she would want to dance with me but she was no where to be seen and that made me panic as all the worst thing that can happen to her, played in my head.

I went on searching for her but there was no sign of her. Where on earth can she possibly be ?! Searching every inch and corner of the house, I swore under my breath when there was still no sigh of her and I decide to go to Mr. Simmons. I think he has something to do with this! But as I passed by the female restroom, I saw a group of girls leaving the bathroom. They were all angry and something just told me to look into the female rest room and I’m glad I did because as soon so l entered the rest room, I saw her slumped to the ground.

I sigh, relief that I found her but frown when I saw she had a sad expression on her face. Oh shit! and for some reason my body reacted before I could’ve even think.

I ran towards her. Stooping down. I immediately pulled her into my arms, not bothering to ask her what was wrong and before a minute was done, she cried in my arms. She cried in my arms as I held me close to me, not daring to let go. Then my hands moved on its own and began to rub small circles on het back and her sigh as one of my hands held her close and I began to whisper comforting words into her ears. I thought she would feel better after that but when she broke down in tears, crying harder tha before, I felt my heart ache from her pain but sudden anger took over me with what she said next.

“Am I that ugly? That worthless?” And as soon as those word came out from her mouth, I held her closer and growl lowly before I open my mouth to say the truth.

“No you’re not!” I replied in a convincing tone that I’m hoping she’ll believe then pulled her head away from my chest, cupping her face and bringing her eyes to meet mines.

“Did someone said something to you?” I asked with a frown.

It had to be someone cause she can’t randomly start being insecure and asking questions about if she’s ugly. I looked into her eyes, waiting for anything, Waiting for a yes so I can deal with whosoever made her think about herself in such a bad way.

“It was some girls” And that got me angrier. I looked away from her, jaw clenched. of course it’s some girl, most specifically, some kind of slut that sleeps with that old dude. They’re always jealous if someone is beautiful or has everyone attention more than them!

“A-and Maybe I… I am not even worth a dollar. Maybe I am fake and-” she went on and I growl, cutting her off before she could’ve finish her sentence.

“Stop it!” But she still didn’t bother to listen to me. I watched as she wiped her tears again and again as the escape her eyes and Ifelt my heart hurt from the pain she look like she was going through.

“A-and ..” she began again. “Maybe .. I don’t even deserve to be here. Maybe maybe Im just a worthless girl who–”

“I said f ** King stop!” I groaned louder cutting her off again and she wiped my tears away, still not listening to me and went on talking about everything she thought was true about her. I seriously didn’t know she is this insecure and hearing all these hurtful words she’s saying to herself is killing me cause she’s not a single one of the things she’s saying.

Her eyes were red, her cheeks stained with tears and her eyes puffy. She still looked beautiful though but her face showing pain was something I hated. I hated it.

“F ** k” I swore under my breath then licked my lips and she brought her eyes to meet with mine. I hated that she thought of herself as such person and I had to do something. I had to shut her up for good! And.. i did something, something that even took me by surprise. I kissed her Something I never though I’d do

I kissed her.

I groaned as her sweet flavor explode in my mouth. She’s taste like peaches and chocolate cake. My favorite. And there it goes again.

Those familiar feelings My heart was drumming against my chest, butterflies flying around in my tummy, and then a feeling.. a feeling I’ve never felt before.

A feeling I craved for, for years Closing my eyes, I felt her froze for a second and guessed she was trying to process what was happening but after a few seconds, she’s finally kissed me back and I inwardly smile.

I wanted to devour her, mark her and there was something inside of me that wanted to take her. I wanted her but it wasn’t because of her body, I actually felt something more that that. Ifett something for her and it was more than just a like ..

A groan slipped pass my lips when I felt her small hands rest upon my chest and I swear, I felt my pants twitch. She was doing something to me and I’m sure I wouldn’t be able to control myself if she go on with this. Yes I know, she barely even touched me but even to the littlest of her touch was turning me on.

Wrapping my arms around her waist, I entered my tongue in her mouth and deepened the kiss, wanting to kiss the life out of her. Wanting to let her know how I felt about her. Her laugh, her smile, her presence and her touch. Everything was driving me f ** king crazy and just thinking about it made my c * ck twitch.

Pressing myself closer to her, I groaned against her lips when her soft, perfect breast pressed against my chest and I picked her up, pushing her into the wall before I kissed her deeply. Her knees gave out, not too long after and I caught her body just in time, before she could fall but I didn’t once pulled away. I loved everything about her and I know there’s a lot of things that happened in my life that I’d call’the best things that ever happen in my life’but kissing her was probably the best thing that ever happen to me.

And I know some of you are asking, what about Ethan? And I actually have love Ethan and Camila equally. I love them both so much that I don’t think I can chose between the two of them.

I inwardly froze, a frown making its way to my face as I slow down kissing her and I realized what I had just said.

Did I just say love?

I love her??