Her dead mom

Tucker's POV

I wonder why she's staring at me disdainfully. I strolled away from her sight and put a call through to my driver to come and pick her

After a few minutes, the driver entered and I came out of my room to attend to him expecting Camila to have set all her luggage ready

"Camila" I called and she appeared from the stairs stepping adorably down to us

"Where are your luggage?" I asked

"I ain't going anywhere, I'll wait for the fifteen days to clocked before I leave, " She responded and I furrowed my brow

I signaled for the driver to leave and he obliged

"What's that about, don't you say I'm too wicked, don't you say I'm bad, why can't you leave me ?" I asked

"I'll miss your cock " She replied

I walked to the center of the living room while she followed behind

"Camila, look into my eyes, wanna ask, did you like me?" I asked

She hesitated for a whole, then smirked sarcastically

"I do not like you" She replied

"So why don't you leave me?" I asked

"As I said, I'll miss your cock, but I will never like you, you are terrible " She confessed

"Why? " I asked

"You knew that my mom is sick and you still enslaved me, who will be taking care of me, she may be close to death whereas I'm here seeking a rich boy's cock, you are wicked," She said and start to cry

"Did you know why I told you to leave?" I asked

"Why?" She asked still crying with a cracking voice

"There is no need staying here anymore, your mom is dead," I announced

"What! My mom? " She yelled stunningly, standing up slowly like someone that will faint

Her face turned into a fierce sad look all of a sudden

"Did you see why my heart will forever curse you, you heartless man?" She grieved and sunk to the floor

She began to cry and mourn her dead mom