YOU THIS DEVIL! WHAT DO YOU WANT?
Caesar gently dropped Camilla to her feet, and she stood up, taking in the breathtakingly beautiful room once again.
Everything sparkled, from the crystal chandeliers to the diamond-encrusted vases, and the air was filled with the sweet scent of fresh flowers.
The room was filled with congratulatory letters and cards, and Camilla's eyes widened as she took it all in.
"Thank you so much," Camilla said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I don't know how to thank you enough."
Caesar smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners.
"You don't have to thank me," he said, his voice low and husky. "I just wanted to make you happy."
Camilla's eyes met Caesar's, and for a moment, they just stood there, locked in a silent understanding.
Camilla
