Chapter 9 Officially obsessed.

Officially obsessed.

Andy takes Camille out of that horrible house again, her aunt just stares at her angrily, she doesn't really get much out of that place, she's just accompanied by a small bag with a couple of important things.

"Andy, where are you taking me?"

"Well, for a better place than this, that's for sure, I'll take care of you for today". He gets her in the car and Orlando takes them to a small condominium located in the center of the city, it's a middle-class neighborhood, perfect for Camille, they enter a beautiful building, brown on the outside, but inside it looked like a little cup tea, decorated with various pastel colors and lights on the ceiling, upon reaching the second floor, he takes out the keys to an apartment, number 203, goes down to Camille and opens the door that is protected by a thousand padlocks, in two minutes they are inside.

It is a small but cozy place, decorated with quite simple period furniture, pink curtains and a very simple fitted kitchen, and a bar, he shows her the place, and she is delighted, it is perfect, even though it was closed, it did not have a single bad smell and was perfectly clean. They reached the main room and there was a double bed, with a pink bedspread of a warm material with a couple of pillows, in front of the bed a shelf and a giant flat screen TV, Camille had never seen such luxury together. So, she kept looking around her observing all that beauty.

"Whose place is this and how much will it cost me?" Andy asks

"Well, it doesn't belong to anyone, I'll tell you the story later, for now you have about three months to live here, the cleaning woman comes weekly and keeps this place in tune, her name is Dora, I'll introduce her to you the day she comes, I already ordered Orlando to buy you food, oh I forgot something I had to give you, give me ten minutes and I'll come back".

"Of course, yes" Camilla does not stop looking at the decorations surprised, she realizes that at the end of the room there is a small table with a photo of a painting, it is a young woman with small dark eyes, she could assume that it is Andy, but a man with that much money couldn't explain why he would be there. She is also too surprised by so many attentions from this man, she did not know what his intentions were or how much she should pay for this.

Three minutes later Andy arrives with a small box in his hand, and hands it over to her, she uncovers it in surprise, her eyes widen with surprise, and she puts her hand to her mouth when she realizes that it was a latest model phone.

"God, but what is this, Andy? don't look, I'll give it back to you, I don't have how to pay for it. It's just that I can't afford any of this, it's true that the salary in your company is high, but I have it earmarked for my mother's treatment, which is very expensive, I don't know what you're trying to do, but I feel uncomfortable, what do you want from me with all this?"

Andy immediately blushes, it was normal for her to feel that way, no one in her five senses gives luxurious gifts, much less takes her to live in a different place than the one he is just to protect her, just by knowing her. He would be totally unheard of, but he had to admit that he liked what he was doing with her, her obsession with having her close to her and in good health, grew even more every day, to the point of not even respecting her. her strict schedules. Or being out of the office, he never allowed himself those things.

"I don't want anything Camille, don't misinterpret me, I just want to help you, because it seems to me that you are vulnerable, besides you will have to pay the rent for this place, take the clothes you are going to buy as company supplies and the telephone too It is part of the staff, all my employees without exception must be in communication, so when you finish working in the company you return it" Andy responds harshly to hide it.

"Ah well! that being the case, I must accept it I suppose! My boss must be 100% in communication with me" She gives him a mischievous smile, refusing to believe that Andy was interested in her, but she enjoyed what he did and of course she I was going to take advantage of it, I didn't know when I would have a stroke of luck like that again.

He takes the phone out of its packaging, lets everything settle down and then dials a phone number, Andy watches him intrigued.

"Hello? Who is it?"

"Mom, it's me, look this is my new number."

"Darling! but where are you? Your aunt called me furious that you had left the house with a man, she told me that you were random, that you didn't give her money, you can't imagine the atrocities she told me about you.

"Mom, I gave her more money than she deserved, plus I left there because I was having a lot of abuse with her, sorry if I worried you". Camille rolls her eyes.

"Daughter, there is no problem for me, try to be happy, my question is how you will do with all the expenses of that huge city, don't worry about us, I'll see what I do with my treatment".

"No mom! What's wrong with you? Even if I must sell my soul to the devil himself, I'll always help you- When she said this last sentence, he looked up at her boss who was on the other side of the bed looking at her impressed. To him, she was so beautiful.

"Well daughter, but tell me where are you? How are you doing?"

"Mom, now I'm a little busy, I'll call you at night, I'm still locating myself, save this number, kisses".

Camille hangs up the call from her mother and concentrates to see Andy who does not take his eyes off her, while with his hand he touches his chin.

"What Andy? Why are you looking at me that way?"

"I don't know Camille, you have something familiar that attracts me a lot, it's that, to tell the truth, I can't stop thinking about you". Camille feels like she's pouring a bucket of cold water on her, but in the heat, she goes up on a cloud, back and down.

"What are you trying to tell me?"

Andy gets a little closer to her, brings his mouth closer to hers, with one of his fingers he takes her lower lip and gently pulls it down a little and gives her a soft kiss. Camille's breathing quickens a bit and she is not even able to assimilate that this precious man was marking her, he repeats what he just did again, and she feels that she is going to suffocate from her nerves, her hands are sweating and that same lip begins to tremble, he pulls away and realizes the reaction it causes, he gives her a third kiss, this time she reciprocates and joins in a passionate kiss, their tongues are now entangled, although she is He pulls away to take a breath, he wants to keep kissing her, he had never kissed a woman with such intensity, he felt he had to kiss her even more.

"Sir, I really did not want things to be misinterpreted, I am grateful for everything you are doing for me, but I must tell you that it is not what you are thinking, I do not want to insinuate myself to you" Camille cums backwards, her face is pale, and she looks like she's going to faint.

"Camille, don't worry, you're not insinuating anything to me, forgive me if I overdo it with you, I think it's better that I go, Orlando will come for you and take you shopping, I'll call the cleaning woman to help you for a week, it's all on me. I'm really sorry".

"Sir, you did not go too far, I loved what I just went through" Camille lowers her head in shame, any man would be at the feet of such a wonderful sculpture.

Andy returns, sits next to her and takes her face in his hands, kisses her deeply, their breaths are agitated, behind the heated kisses come the caresses, and they are deeply on fire, they are at the point of no return that they want to be each other.

She caresses his head, inserts her fingers into his silky hair while devouring it with her tongue, he begins to get a little closer to her breasts, trying to gain her confidence to touch a little more of her.

The meeting was totally perfect until Andy's cell phone rang insistently, he leaves Camille and answers automatically, it was something he couldn't avoid, he already did it out of inertia.

Trying to calm his breathing, he answers:

"Hello"

"But don't you have a caller ID handy, so you know it's me Andy Alf??"

"I'm answering from the headphones, I'm doing something important, what's up? "She answers angrily, Keyra was beautiful, desirable, but quite unbearable.

"Well, we had to review the floral arrangement for the wedding, and you're not here, you yourself told me that you would choose the arrangements with the intention of keeping it simple. Well! Here you are leaving me forgotten as always. What the hell is wrong with you, Andy?" He twists his eyes when he hears the song of his famous fiancée

"Do what you want, Keyra, choose the flower arrangements you want" he hangs up the call and rushes to Camille again, who this time walks away avoiding the kiss.

"Something happened?" he asks puzzled.

"It happened that you are engaged, that you are going to get married very soon, that I will not be the lover of any subject, even if he gives me a thousand things. Who do you think I am?"

Andy regains his composure and like the correct man he is, gets up from the bed, and sighs.

"You are absolutely right, but I must clarify that I have no intention of you being my lover, that word does not exist in my dictionary" Camille felt as if she had been slapped.

"So, you intended to sleep with me to pay you what you have given me and just leave like that?"

"No Camille, I would never do that, excuse me if you took it that way, please no, I just don't know what happened, I let myself go for the moment, I just feel like I like you. And then I want to have you close".

Those words left Camille in one piece, as a man as square, rude, and eccentric as he was saying those words to her.

"Andy, I don't belong to your world, you're going to get married and it will be very soon. I think it's better that we forget what happened between us, I promise I'll leave in a couple of weeks, and I'll pay for everything you've helped me, I'll try to work overtime and I will return the money, for now it is better that we stop here".

"If you're absolutely right, I'm a committed man, I shouldn't be doing this, don't worry about money, you don't owe me anything, feel at home".

Andy runs out of there, he felt ashamed, he was violating all his values, he was against anything that disrespected a relationship, a marriage, or any belief, he was very correct.

But Camille aroused all kinds of bad thoughts in him, and when he became obsessed with something, there was nothing to get it out of his head, and that was what he was feeling for Camille, an obsession.