Chapter 40 I love you, I'm in love with you
Danieru was still lost in thought on the balcony of his hotel room, gazing at the beautiful sunset sky. His thoughts drifted far away, remembering his and Camilla's argument moments ago.
He just didn't want Camilla to trap herself; he was worried, and he wanted to protect her. This wasn't a matter of whether or not he trusted Camilla. Now the situation they were facing was very different from usual.
Danieru took a deep breath, feeling irritated that she was disturbing his innermost being. Why did she disobey him? Why didn't he listen to himself? Was he really supposed to trust Camilla?
Danieru immediately went into the room, unable to stand his own thoughts anymore. He was restless, and he didn't want to take any chances this time. His eyes fell on the bed; Camilla was already asleep.
Danieru watched Camilla for a moment, and then, unable to control himself, he stepped toward her. He felt even more uneasy, especially with the tear tracks on her cheek.
'Camilla, why are you making me so nervous?' Danieru stepped closer. His heart ached when he saw the woman’s restless face as she slept.
'How can you drive me crazy? There’s no way I’m falling in love with you.' Danieru lay down next to Camilla. He kept his eyes on Camilla, hoping she would open her eyes and speak calmly to him.
'Even with Rachel, I’m not this crazy. Do I really love you? Since when?' Danieru leaned closer to Camilla, smiled slightly, and kissed her gently on the forehead.
'I’m afraid of falling in love with you, because I know you’ll leave me. Camilla, can you understand? I don’t want you to take any dangerous steps.' Danieru finished his warm kiss on Camilla’s forehead.
"Don't..." Camilla's voice rang out. The woman looked increasingly uneasy, her body even moving restlessly, and she was sweating. She was having a nightmare, the shadows of the past coming back to haunt her, and now she was trying to kill Camilla in her painful memories.
"D-dad... please... M-mom." Camilla's voice rang out again. This time, her intonation was very low, but if one listened carefully, they would realize that there was fear in her words.
'Do you always have nightmares?' Danieru hugged Camilla, trying to protect and calm her.
'Don’t be afraid, I’ll protect you. Camilla… I’m sorry, but I’m falling in love with you now.' Danieru felt his heart beat faster. What had he just thought? Had he really fallen in love with Camilla?
“Camilla,” Danieru said softly. He tried to calm down, absorbing the vibrations that were now playing in his heart.
"I love you, I'm in love with you." Danieru didn't know where the courage came from, he didn't know how the words came out.
The man immediately released his embrace on Camilla, got up from the bed, and stood. It felt so strange when those words came out, even his breathing was now labored.
Danieru immediately moved away and left the room, unsure whether his words and thoughts were right or wrong. He felt completely unstable. Was he? But this couldn't be reasoned with.
"LEONI!"
Danieru was startled by the loudness of Camilla's voice. The man quickly approached, and he could see Camilla sitting up. She looked so exhausted, her face so shocked and pale, and Camilla also looked exhausted.
"Camilla?" Danieru reprimanded him.
Camilla immediately averted her gaze, and the woman swallowed hard.
"Did you have a nightmare?" Danieru asked. He felt stupid for asking something that was so obvious.
Camilla, hearing Danieru's question, immediately came to her senses. The woman massaged her forehead, feeling a real headache now. She'd seen nightmare after nightmare while sleeping, and now she felt incredibly stressed.
"Camilla?" Danieru reprimanded her again.
Camilla looked at Danieru. She knew he was worried, and she also knew he wanted to ask more. Camilla stared deeply at him, trying to smile.
"Camilla, why are you so quiet?" Danieru asked.
Camilla waved his hand. "You're too serious. Everyone has nightmares; it's nothing unusual."
"I'm serious. Could you stop hiding your fear?"
Camilla smiled again. "I know you're serious. You'll call me by my name, and your eyes will be intense when that happens."
Danieru pushed Camilla, annoyed by her response. He glared at her, but she didn't seem to want to fight him.
"Do you want to do it now?" Camilla asked.
“Do what?” Danieru asked, confused.
Camilla unbuttoned the top button of his shirt; she had to erase the image of rape from her dreams now. The woman grinned, though fear still reigned supreme, but she had to fight it now and hold on.
“What are you doing?” Danieru asked.
“Make love to me now,” Camilla said.
“You?”
“Hurry, or I’ll find another man.”
"Camilla, y-you?" Danieru swallowed hard. He was now completely at a loss for what to do.
Thinking back on his one-sided confession just seconds ago, everything felt incredibly awkward and made him nervous.
This was clearly so different. He had just confessed his feelings, and then the woman he confessed to was asking for sex. Ah... what was wrong this afternoon? Why did it feel so wrong?
"Okay, forget it." Camilla immediately sat up, then got up and headed for the wardrobe. Luckily, her and Danieru's clothes had already been arranged by the hotel staff.
The woman quickly chose what she would wear. It seemed she was getting ready to leave, and she also remembered her plans for the evening.
Camilla, having finished getting ready, immediately went to the bathroom. The woman didn't even glance at Danieru; she was only concerned with herself now.
Camilla also felt strange. Why was she so quick to want what she needed now? What was wrong with her?
Danieru was still confused by her own thoughts. The man was completely caught up in the atmosphere Camilla had created. Why? Why did it feel so hard to touch Camilla now? Was it because he had just confessed his feelings? Was all this nervousness his own doing?
Danieru snapped out of his reverie and looked over to where Camilla lay, missing her.
"Damn," Danieru muttered. He quickly wiped his face roughly, unsure where to begin.
What kind of poses did Camilla like? What kind of games did she want? Where should he touch her more often to further seduce her?
Plak ...
“A-ahh… it hurts. I wasn’t dreaming, apparently,” Danieru said to himself.
Danieru had just slapped himself in the face. Why was he thinking so much now? What… what if Camilla found someone else because he was too slow?
Danieru stood up, left the room, and headed for the bathroom. He was getting increasingly nervous, and it was really bothering him.
'Come on, stop joking around now!' Danieru pressed his ear to the door, trying to eavesdrop.
'Why do I feel like a stalker now?'
Danieru quickly stopped his strange behavior. The man then paced back and forth in front of the bathroom door, now extremely confused and still incredibly nervous.
“Shit! Shit! Shit!” Danieru continued cursing under his breath. The man then stopped walking, stared at the bathroom door, and took a deep breath.
Danieru's hand slowly approached the doorknob, feeling relieved to touch it. His heart was beating faster, but he pushed the door anyway.
'Why am I getting more nervous? I feel like I'm about to die,' Danieru continued to think, then stepped inside. He didn't forget to close the door, and the man felt somewhat relieved.
'I have to do it now, I have to be brave like always.' Danieru smiled, then took off all his clothes and placed them in the dirty clothes hamper in the corner of the room.
Danieru stepped into the room Camilla was sure to be using for bathing. He was still nervous, but that wouldn't end if he kept thinking.
He inhaled the scent of roses wafting from the room. He knew Camilla was surely enjoying her bath and pampering herself right now.
Danieru's smile widened as he saw Camilla's reflection hidden by the white silk. He could feel his attraction growing, his feet moving toward the bath where Camilla was soaking.
"Ahhh... shhhh... Danieru!"
Danieru stopped, hearing Camilla moaning his name. Was she masturbating?
“Ah yeah! Danieru... more... ahh.”
Danieru quickly pulled back the white cloth and saw Camilla with her eyes closed. She was playing with her own nipples with her right hand, while her left hand was dipping in the water, and Danieru was sure Camilla was imagining herself playing with her womanhood.
Danieru swallowed hard. Damn... now he really wanted to pamper himself with Camilla's body.
“Akh... ahh... Danie-ru... ssssttt... ummm... ah!”
The sound rang out again, and Danieru felt his manhood begin to respond. It was a little painful, and Danieru had to admit that Camilla's moans alone were enough to make him feel like this. What if he touched her body?
The man immediately stepped forward and entered the small bath. A smile spread across his lips; Camilla seemed to be enjoying the play so much that she didn't even realize he had arrived.
"Camilla..." Danieru called Camilla's name very softly.