Page 23 of Camila's Dom
On the fifth day, he called Mandy, her friend.She was the only person, besides him, who had been able to get past the walls Camila had built around her.
“Hello, Mandy, this is Drake.”
“Oh, hi.Is everything okay?”Mandy asked.
“No.”Drake went through everything that had happened since her sisters’ arrival at the ranch.By the time he was done, he could tell Mandy was as worried as he was.
“Would you consider coming for a visit.Maybe she’ll open up to you,” Drake said.
“Absolutely.I’ll talk to my employer and then come to you guys.Expect me in the next day or so.”
Drake relaxed, relieved.“That’s great.Thank you.”
He decided not to tell Camila, but to surprise her.
After dinner, he took her up to their bedroom and stripped her.“We’re going to take a bath and then bed.”
Camila’s eyes widened.“Drake, it’s only 7:00.”
“Who says we’re going to sleep?”he said and grinned.He loved how a flush of desire instantly rose on her face.If it hadn’t been for the fact that she still turned to him whenever he wanted her and was as passionate as she’d always been, he would have been going crazy.
Mandy showed up a day later, and he was glad he had some time to talk to her before Camila found out she was there.
He hugged her and grabbed her bag.“Let’s talk in the office before we find Camila.”
“Sounds good,” Mandy said and followed him into the house.
He closed the door behind them and sat behind his desk while Mandy sat in one of the chairs placed in front of it.
“Has there been any change?”Mandy asked.
He shook his head.“It’s like her depression or whatever it is, deepens every day, and no matter what I do or say, it doesn’t help.”
Mandy sighed.“I’ve been racking my brain, and all I could come up with is that it definitely has to do with her family.I don’t think it has to do with her uncle’s will, though.The only other time I’ve seen her like this was after the last Thanksgiving she’d been at her parents’.”
Drake’s brows snapped together.“I’ve not heard about this.”
Mandy stiffened.“She hasn’t said a word?”
He shook his head.
Mandy looked down.“God, I’m not sure it’s my place to tell you.”
“It sounds like it was pretty bad.Bad enough that she didn’t want me to know.I always thought she’d told me everything.”He didn’t like the fact that his sub was withholding information from him.
“It took her a long time to open up to me about it.”Mandy shook her head.“I hope I’m doing the right things.”
“You are,” he said.“There is nothing you can tell me that will affect the way I feel about her.”
Mandy sighed.“Her mother demanded she come home for Thanksgiving.I tried to talk her out of it, but she wanted to know if they had changed.She hadn’t been home to see them in years.”She took a breath.“She told me that she’d been drinking wine her mother had handed her, and it wasn’t long before she started feeling really tired, and it was hard to keep her eyes open.”
Drake got tenser the more she told him.
“She woke up once to find her sisters and mother undressing her on her bed.She wanted to fight them, but she was paralyzed.She couldn’t even talk.God, I would have been terrified,” Mandy said.
Drake nodded.
“Camila couldn’t remember most of it, but she did remember hearing two male voices she didn’t know.”
