CHAPTER1
Camilla knew when she was being flirted with, it was in the eyes, always blown wide with desire and lust, and mostly it wasn't even good flirting, just crude words disguised as flirting she was used to.
It was not their fault she had wider hips and bigger breasts than most of the girls who worked here just like it wasn't her fault that her genetic pool had not seen fit to cut her some slack.
Most days she was more concerned with how much time she had left on a day job before she could disappear to the comfort of her own home without the added stress of artfully ignoring the customers.
Today however the man at the end of the bar caught her attention, he wasn't their usual clientele, and he mostly seemed content to lounge in the booths at the back and watch her. She felt his eyes on her from the moment he got his drink, till the moment he was ready to leave but unlike the others, he did not proposition her or make weird jokes about her body. He just stared which was more unnerving, to be honest.
" He's here again and looking again," Cleo said coming to join her at the counter
Cleo was also a waitress like she was, they both worked in the pub and were grateful that Maxim had given them the chance when most people usually didn't.
" I know, I can feel his eyes on me " she muttered
" Darling, the man is hot as f**k. I would love his eyes on me" Lia purred leaning towards them.
" And I would gladly let you have them" she muttered,
" And then Maxim would kill you both" Cleo hummed and she chuckled. Lia Spencer was Maxim's long-time girlfriend, they got together and broke up, then got back together and broke up, it was a whole thing.
" But really, he is hot and a gentleman, I don't get why you're not more excited," Lia said morosely
" Because it does not matter if he's hot." She was being obtuse, of course, the man was hot, and she had eyes. His were a gorgeous blue, with black hair that fell to his neck and a little bit into his eyes, those eyes had starred in many s*x-fueled dreams and she would never tell anyone. But she wasn't very sure how much could be sustained by soulful eyes, an aquiline nose, a strong jaw and a ridiculously lean body.
" Is it gossip time" Maxim drawled causing them all to flinch, except Lia who is not suprised
" You scared us" she grumbled, slapping at his arms. He wrapped them around her grinning
" Of course I did" he pressed a kiss to her blond hair and she sort of melted into him. Despite all her talk of other men, Lia did love Maxim and Camilla loved them together, they kind of made her believe that love could last despite its tumultuous nature
" Hey waitress, we need a couple of beers here" a man roared and she sighed
" I'll take it"
" And I'll watch" Maxim grimaced, she smiled gratefully pulling two beers and glasses. She walked to the table, dropping the drinks on the table with a small smile
" Here are your drinks"
" You're looking good as always" one of the men muttered, she wasn't sure of his name but he was her most adherent – admirers
" Thank you"
" Well now won't, you give us some love," he said reaching to pat her butt and she shifted to the sides
" Hey, Charlie no hands" Maxim called out and Charlie frowned
" Alright" he grumbled and went back to nursing his beer
She walked back to the counter and gave him a grateful smile, he seemed annoyed
" What do you think about manning the counter" he grumbled glaring over at the table and she laughed
" I'd never get any tips, and they help," she said shortly, he nodded watching. In the end, he stayed until they were ready to close. The handsome stranger walked up to them and settled his bill, gave her a long lingering look that warmed her inside and walked back out. Cleo grinned wide like a Cheshire cat.
It took less than fifteen minutes to clean up and lock up the place, their bar was in a corporate area, workers stopped by to drink and Maxim closed by midnight in case of stragglers. It was a Monday so that had worked a Friday would have been a different story
" See you girls tomorrow," he said arms wrapped around Lia's waist
" Bye girls" Lia grinned and followed behind her boyfriend. Cleo sighed and pulled her into a hug
" See you tomorrow, my mom will kill me if I'm late again" she grumbled glancing at her watch
" Which I am" she muttered cursing, she pulled Camilla into a tight hug and hurried away. She sighed and hugged her bag close to begin the walk to her bus stop
" Are you not afraid, walking home on your own" Camilla froze her heart flying right up to her throat, her fingers tightened on the bag turning white from all the pressure
" I wasn't until you came around" she muttered, squinting to see who was talking to her
" Then I apologize. " He muttered, walking towards her, she walked back on instinct
" I have to admit, you're gorgeous and there's no two ways about it" he muttered
Her chest eased a bit when she recognized the face, it was the silent stranger.
" So you can talk" she whispered and he laughed
" It's not an activity I do much of but yes I can" he offered, drawing closer
" I am Raffaele Orsini "
" Camilla Bates, you stare at me a lot so it's nice to know who you are"
" I'm sorry if I offended you but I can't seem to help it " he shrugged and she laughed
" I can't help it that people stare, it's unfortunate but that's life " she shrugged. He frowned looking at her with a mix of worry and sadness
" But you don't have to like it, or smile and accept it" he offered and she grinned
" You mean I should go about frowning for the rest of my life or slap every man who glances my way" she asked and he smiled, something lopsided that seemed to make him more attractive
" If it would make you happy. You could start with me " he offered and she grimaced
" I'd rather not" she laughed
" Then that's fine," he said shrugging, somehow he'd come so close, to her. Too close, she swallowed rapidly
" You're not from here, your accent" she muttered
" No, no I am not. But is that what you want to talk about" he asked leaning over her and she gulped
" Should we be talking about something else"
" I think we should be, especially considering the fact I want you, naked and on any available surface" he murmured.