Lauren's POV

In the darkness of my eyes, I slid my hands down her face that was now free of the black mask, which a few minutes ago was on. The dancer had delicate and sensual features, her face was thin, and well drawn. I dragged my thumb over her cheeks until reaching her fleshy lips. She remained still as I touched her. I drew her face with the tip of my fingers.

"You're so beautiful, Karla..."

She flashed a smile. We were so close that I could feel her hot breath against my face. She leaned in, and I already knew what was going to happen.

I felt her lips touch mine, they were warm, soft. I couldn't explain the feeling that she caused in me with that simple gesture. I sucked her lower lip, and then asked for passage to deepen our kiss. Karla opened her mouth, giving me full passage, and I snaked my tongue over hers slowly, and in a swift move, I pulled her to me in a possessive way as my lips sucked on her tongue masterfully. Her kiss tasted like cherry and alcohol, it was intoxicating and mind-blowing. Her hands traveled to my neck, pulling me closer, while with her nails she scratched me slowly.

Everything there exuded desire and lust, the place, the music, her kiss. I traced her lips with the tip of my tongue, and then sucked on hers again, pushing her body against the wall with mine. I was lost in a pleasurable darkness with a simple kiss. As the kiss was coming to an end, Karla pulled my lower lip between her teeth in such a hot way that made me moan softly, to then take my mouth in a more intense and wild kiss. I squeezed her waist hard, so that she would glue her body even more to mine. My body was on fire. The animalistic instinct to make her mine was so potent. I opened her suit and touched her warm and soft skin. Kissing down her neck as my tongue moved over her pulse point with hurry, I could feel her tremble with my touch. And it wasn't any different for me, my body reacted to her every touch.

"Lauren..." I heard her husky voice whisper in my ear.

I didn't stop, I drew the line of her spine with my fingers, going down over her voluminous ass, where I dug my nails with desire, while moving up the kisses from her neck to her earlobe, where I quickly sucked, making the woman moan. Her fingers tightened between the strands of my hair, causing a pleasurable pain. But then she pushed me away, making me stop. I could feel her chest rise and fall in a heavy breath, panting.

I brought my hands to my face to remove the scarf, and when I looked at her, she already had her mask on. She had a provocative smile on her mouth.

"I have to go." She said, still panting.

We stared at each other intensely, without looking away.

"What? Already? Stay with me."

"I can't..."

"Yes you can, Karla. A kiss isn't enough. God!" I said, bringing my hands to her neck.

"You're going too fast, and look at where we are."

"We can get out of here if you want, I'll take you to another place."

She smiled and grabbed my scarf, putting it around her neck.

"Come tomorrow, I'll be waiting for you here." She said, moving away, but I held her by the arm, making her eyes meet mine. I pulled her to my body, kissing her mouth again. This kiss was shorter, and then she backed away again.

I didn't have structures for that woman, she left me at the mercy of her orders and desires. I saw her walking away, looking at me with a devilish and victorious smile.

Camila's POV

I looked back for the last time, seeing her leaning against the wall where we kissed, before I entered my dressing room. I leaned against the door, closing my eyes, still feeling her kiss on my lips. How could she kiss so well? The adrenaline and the excitement for doing all we did ran franticly through my blood, making me smile like an idiot.

"What's up with that silly smile, Cabello?" I heard Dinah's voice, causing me to wake up from my daydreams.

I looked at her, somewhat confused, to then assimilate her question.

"What smile? There's no smile..."

I walked to the dresser, removing my black mask, and then my clothes, the little I had.

"Yes there is, a silly smile, a smile that tells me you're hiding something. I know you, tell me now."

"Dinah, I'm normal!" I said as I put Karla's clothes on the rail.

"You don't fool me! What did you do? It was with Jauregui, right? And that scarf?"

I think my expression gave me away because Dinah looked at me with a mischievous face. "Camila!"

"Ssshhh!" I shushed her, covering her mouth with my hand. "Keep your voice down, do you want people to find out my name?!"

"No. I want you to tell me what you did with the boss."

I let go of Dinah to then put on my clothes. She kept looking at me, waiting for an answer, and that was when I decided to speak.

"Wekissed." I said really quickly.

"What? Speak like a normal person, Karla!" She ordered, confused.

"We kissed, Dinah. Lauren Jauregui kissed me! And WOW, it was the best kiss of my life!" I let out, grabbing the scarf I took from Lauren.

Dinah's eyes widened in shock. "Are you crazy? Oh my God, Camila!"

"I couldn't help it, she drives me crazy. You have no idea what it's like to be in the arms of that woman."

"You know that you're playing with fire, right?" She looked at me, worried.

"I like it, I want to burn myself in her fire."

"Jauregui drove you crazy. She will want more now."

"And she will have more."

"She will?" She asked.

"Yes, I can't help it."

"I hope everything goes well, Mila."

Dinah was absolutely right, that night I entered a game with no return. Lauren was like my personal heroin, each time I would get more addicted to that woman who conveyed so much desire and power. I leaned against the counter in front of me, closing my eyes, thinking about the way she kissed me, how her hands touched my body, how she made me tremble with her touch. Fuck! I was lost.

I finished getting dressed when someone entered my dressing room.

"I think I've already packed everything. Let's go, Dinah." I said, turning around to see a woman that was not Dinah. "What are you doing here?"

Kellen looked at me with a very unpleasant face, but I didn't care about it. I never liked her. I was purely innocent when I tried to get close to her and her group of snakes.

"Do you think you're the owner of the club, Karla?" Her voice tone was harsh.

"Kellen, I honestly don't have the patience to put up with your crap today, okay?" I grabbed my bag and walked towards the door, but she stopped me halfway.

"You don't want to mess with me, do you understand?"

"Just tell me something, what's your problem with me? Because till this day I still don't know."

"My problem is solely you, here, wanting everything that's mine."

I let out a sarcastic laugh after hearing such bullshit come out her mouth. "Me wanting what's yours? Please, I have much more than you here, Kellen. Look around."

The woman glared at me, and I saw the veins in her neck pop out in anger. Kellen took a deep breath. "You stole my place, Karla. You always wanted to be me, you envious bitch."

"I think you're confusing things, darling, because I can't be envious of someone that's below me, don't you think? I'm everything that you want to be here, deal with it." I said, approaching her, staring into her gaze in the most snob way I could. "You will never, and pay attention, you will never be as good as me on that stage. And if you're putting up this little show because of the businesswoman, forget it. She comes here exclusively to see me." I said with a victorious smile, seeing in her eyes the fire of a colossal hatred.

"Who has deceived you this way, Karla? The businesswoman was as much interested in me as she was in you."

"Really? But it wasn't after you that she ran after, was it?"

"That doesn't mean anything, I'll show you that the next time she comes here. It will be with me that she will stay."

I had the urge to jump on that girl's neck for being so ridiculous and unbearable. Bitch.

"If you can, then tell me how many times she moaned my name, okay?"

The door behind Kellen opened, and Dinah appeared with a curious and evaluative face. She walked in hurried steps to my side.

"What's happening here?" Dinah asked, staring at us.

"Your friend doesn't get tired of wanting everything that's mine in here."

"What would she want from you, Kellen? You're nothing here."

I stifled a laugh. No one in this world defended me the way Dinah did. She was always there, by my side, in every occasion, ready to take on a fight for me.

"You're ridiculous." The girl quickly left the dressing room.

The door slammed shut after her, causing an amused laugh to come out of me and Dinah. Then we grabbed all our stuff and left the club, heading to our house.

Lauren's POV

I arrived at my apartment, got rid of my high heels quickly, and paced back and forth, thinking about my night. I probably wouldn't sleep so soon, I still felt the adrenaline of having that woman in my arms. I went to my personal bar and prepared a drink, and then walked to the balcony. Luckily, the night was amazing, Miami's sky was clean and starry.

I laid down on one of the loungers beside the pool, feeling the cool breeze of the night, which made me shiver. I put my hand in my pocket and grabbed the only cigarette that was left. I didn't use to smoke, actually, I quit that damn habit years ago, but tonight I needed it, so I lit it up and took a drag, feeling the nicotine enter my lungs, making my body relax.

I let out the smoke that disappeared in the air, closed my eyes, and remembered the night I had. Karla was driving me crazy. Jesus! In so little time I found myself lost in desire for a woman that I barely knew, where was my head at? The image of her dancing in a sensual way that night flashed repeatedly in my head. I could still feel the softness of her lips moving against mine.

"Lauren..." The way she pronounced my name, full of lust and longing, was mind-blowing. I took one more drag on the cigarette, letting out all the smoke right away. Her eyes were warm, bold and sexy, I could lose myself in them through that mask within seconds.

Miami was my perdition, in less than a week I found myself like this, but the worst of all was that I didn't want to stop, I wanted that woman, and I wouldn't rest until I succeeded.

I stayed some more time lost in thought, when I decided to go back inside.

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08:30AM, Saturday

I got out of the elevator in slow steps and walked to my office, unfortunately seeing Richard.

"Lauren! Darling, I'm glad you arrived, I really wanted to talk to you."

I flashed a fake smile at the man who looked at me with a fake smile. "Come to my office, we can talk privately there."

The man nodded and walked beside me until we reached my office. Camila was already at her desk, focused on some papers that I assumed were our balance sheet. As soon as the woman saw me, she got up and followed me.

"Good Morning, Ms. Jauregui. Mr. Richard." Camila greeted.

"Good Morning, Camila, how are you? Missing your boss here? I imagine so, Lauren is making you work even on Saturdays!" The man laughed.

I looked at Camila who gave him a forced smile, causing me a sudden urge to laugh. It was obvious that she didn't miss him. "Of course, Sir." She simply said. "Can I get you anything, Ms.?"

I sat on my chair, looking at the both of them, who were standing in front of me.

"No, Ms. Cabello, you can go. Actually... I'd like a coffee. Do you want something to drink, Richard?"

"Yes, a coffee too."

The girl nodded and went to the coffee machine that was in my office, serving the hot coffee with an amazing aroma in two small cups. She calmly served us and then she left.

"Have a seat, Richard."

The man with a slightly big belly sat in front of me with a smug smile. "How is she doing? Camila is a great secretary, but her only flaw was never giving me a chance, and trust me, I tried several times." He laughed.

I narrowed my eyes, was he serious? I thought as I took a sip of the hot coffee. This was one of the biggest reasons why I got involved with women. Men saw women as sexual objects to satisfy their carnal desires, fucking pigs. Deep down I was happy for knowing that Camila Cabello wasn't the type of woman who gave herself for money, in fact, I never thought that about her, that woman seemed to be transparent as water.

"That shows that she's a quality woman." I said seriously.

"Oh Lauren, a lot of secretaries give themselves for money, you know that." He winked.

"I imagine that since that didn't happen with Camila, she's different from all the others, a woman with good character."

The man seemed to be uncomfortable with my words, so he changed the topic. "I heard that you're closing a new contract for the company, or at least that you're trying to." I could feel his mocking tone.

"Yes, I will close it, next week."

"Look, Lauren, if you can't, don't get discouraged, administrating a company isn't as easy as you imagine."

I let out a sarcastic laugh as I got up from my chair. "You know something, Richard, I believe that you know very little of my administrative work in this company. In the course of my life working here, I showed that I am capable enough to handle everything, proof of that is that my father gave me total freedom to do whatever I want with it."

"C'mon, Lauren, I don't doubt your abilities, I just..."

"No need to say anything, Richard, I know very well what I'm doing. Now if you can leave, I have a lot of work to do."

"Don't get offended by my comments, I want to help you."

"Get offended? Never. I keep with me all the comments that I think are important, Richard. Have a nice day." I was dry.

The man, who now had an unpleasant look on his face, got up from the chair in front of me, giving me a somewhat withering look. I saw the door being opened by Camila, and then the man promptly left.

Camila looked startled by the haste in which the man left.

"How did you put up with him all this time?"

The brunette gave me a sweet smile. "I didn't have much choice, ma'am."

"Am I as inconvenient as him?"

"No, I believe that so far you're being a great boss, with all due respect."

"I'm really glad to know, even though I'm going to abuse you a little."

We stared at each other, and I noticed that Camila blushed instantly.

"Oh my God! I'm referring to the balance sheet, relax." I said laughing. "I won't abuse you in any other way, I imagine your boyfriend wouldn't like it."

"I don't have a boyfriend." She said with a little smirk.

I stared at the beautiful girl in front of me, how come she didn't have a boyfriend? In this short time beside Camila, I could actually see that she was a woman of great qualities, hardworking, competent, and beautiful, especially beautiful. Today she was wearing a simple small dress, printed, and her hair was tied up in a ponytail, leaving her face free to be appreciated.

"I imagined that..." I started speaking, but stopped right away. "Nevermind, you must hate me for making you work on the weekend, right?"

"No, I don't hate you. It's a necessary case and I don't mind helping, Ms. Jauregui."

"Good, because we still have tomorrow. Do you mind spending Sunday with me?"

"Are we staying here?"

"No, we can finish this elsewhere. I'm already locking you up here on a Saturday, it wouldn't be fair to do the same tomorrow. Is there anywhere you want to go?" I asked.

"I don't know if the places I frequent would be the same you do." She said.

"Yes, probably not, but I don't care. But since you don't want to choose, I know a calm place where we could spend all day, I'll give you the address later, okay?"

"Alright, I'll go anywhere." She said, and then we went back to work on the balance sheet.

Camila's POV

Lost amid a lot of paperwork, I felt my head hurt. That week had been really overfilled. Lauren and I were now reviewing all the financial progress of the company. The woman remained focused, but I saw her tired expression of a full, long day.

"You must be really tired, right?" I asked shyly, drawing Lauren's attention away from the papers.

"I'm exhausted, I think my head is about to knot with so many numbers."

"I understand. Are you hungry? I can order something for dinner if you want."

"That would be really amazing, Ms. Cabello. Call somewhere and order something for the both of us."

"No need to worry anymore! Since I'm a great friend, and a good person too, I brought food and my amazing company." I heard Veronica's voice.

I couldn't help but laugh, Veronica Iglesias always showed up out of nowhere, as if she knew she was needed, or thought was needed. She looked beautiful today, she was wearing tight jeans and a gorgeous, modern blazer, accompanied by blue high heels and light makeup. Surely, she must've gotten out of work.

"I wonder if you've installed surveillance cameras in my office." Lauren said ironically.

Vero laughed, amused, making me laugh. "Good Evening to you too, Jauregui." The woman said, dropping the bags on top of Lauren's desk. "Hello, Camila. You don't know how happy I am to see you here."

"Good Evening, Ms. Iglesias."

"Oh c'mon, you can call me Veronica or Vero. I don't mind."

"Okay, Veronica."

"Way better."

Lauren was staring at us, and I could swear she was holding in a laugh. The lines of her lips were squeezed together and her eyes showed an amused expression.

"I brought Japanese food. I know Lauren likes it, but what about you, Mila, do you like it?"

"Mila?" Lauren repeated.

"Yes, I believe 'Mila' is her nickname."

"Don't you think you're having too much intimacy with Ms. Cabello?"

"Does the nickname bother you, 'Ms. Cabello'?" Veronica asked me, making fun of the way Lauren called me, which made me laugh.

"No, you can call me Mila, Vero."

Veronica made a smug expression at Lauren, who narrowed her eyes at us. "Okay then. But listen here, Iglesias, don't take our attention away from our work." Lauren said as she got up from her chair.

"Yes, ma'am!" Veronica mocked.

We all sat together at the table for dinner. I confess that Japanese food was my perdition. I felt somewhat uncomfortable to be dining next to them. Although Vero gave me her full attention, Lauren just stayed silent. Apparently, she didn't like to mix our work with a moment of leisure.

"Do you live far away from here, Camila?" Veronica asked.

"No, I live just a few blocks away."

"If you want, I can offer you a lift today." Vero offered excitedly.

"That would be nice." I smiled at her.

I heard Lauren clear her throat as she got up from her chair. I looked at her and she was straightening up some papers.

"We can finish if you want, ma'am." I said shyly.

"There's no need, Cabello, it's already pretty late. And I believe that Iglesias won't leave you alone until she drives you home." Lauren smiled.

"I heard that, Jauregui!" Vero shouted from where she was.

It was clear that Lauren was only interested in Karla, when she gave full passage to her friend to get to know me better. That could be frustrating, or not. Veronica Iglesias was beautiful and interesting, as much as Lauren. But for some reason, the only woman who took my breath away was her. Damn her.

"Am I lying?" Lauren teased Veronica.

Vero got up and approached us. "No, you are not. I'm taking Ms. Cabello home now, do you mind?"

"Not at all, I just want her to be safe and sound since we'll have a day full of work tomorrow."

They were talking about me as if I wasn't really there. It was at least comical, but it made me feel really embarrassed.

"I'll be there tomorrow, I promise, ma'am. And, Veronica, it's best if we leave this lift for another day." I said.

"What?! No, Mila!"

Out of the corner of my eye I could see Lauren smiling as she grabbed her purse.

"We'll see each other another time, okay?" I smiled at Vero.

"Okay... I liked talking to you, Camila, and you can be sure that you'll be in my thoughts."

I blushed violently at her flirtation. "It was nice talking to you too, Vero. I'm going now. Good night, Ms. Jauregui."

"Good night, Ms. Cabello. I'll see you tomorrow."

I gathered my things and left Lauren's office, and clumsily, I let some things fall on the floor right outside the door. I cussed, and that was when I heard Vero's voice from inside:

"You're an asshole! You made her feel embarrassed, Jauregui! And I lost the opportunity to be alone with her."

I heard Lauren's laugh echo through the environment. "Stop being dramatic, you'll have other opportunities to see her. After all, you're acting like a feline that's trying to catch her prey."

"Very funny... Now she knows I'm into her!"

"Like she didn't already. Have you ever been told that you're as subtle as a bazooka?"

I put my hand over my mouth to stifle a laugh. I didn't want them to catch me listening in on the conversation.

"Thank you very much, I know I'm wonderful, Lauren. But seriously, you have to help me. You're going to spend all day alone with her tomorrow, you could talk about me, talk about how beautiful and sexy I am." Vero said in an amused tone.

"Vero, you need to understand that I don't talk about personal matters with her. She's my secretary, do you understand that?"

"So? She's a beautiful woman that seems to be very intelligent and sophisticated. I guarantee you that having her friendship would be an asset. On a second thought, better not, you could start being interested in my girl, and I wouldn't like that."

"Your girl? She didn't even accept your lift!" Lauren laughed. "Leave her alone, she's a good woman, well-behaved and intelligent."

"She didn't accept because of you, you made it obvious that I was into her! And you don't know if she's well-behaved. Haven't you heard that the quieter ones are the worst? She could have a sensual side."

I widened my eyes at the possibility of Lauren thinking such thing. Having that idea in mind would mean a path of no return for me.

"Iglesias, did you drink? Camila lives for this company, she's too quiet, she's an open book, transparent. So stop this nonsense and let's go."

"No one knows what lies inside a person, Jauregui."

I grabbed my things from the floor and quickly walked away from Lauren's office. I was panicking a bit. Did Veronica notice something? After all, she was beside Lauren while I was Karla. Oh God, this couldn't be happening! With Vero after me, I would have to be extra careful to not be discovered.