Mistress (Camren)

Chapter 9

A/N: Yay!! Surprising y'all with a little chapter bc I wrote this all in a day :) Sorry if you kind of hate it though bc it's mostly about Giorgio and Camila but it's necessary! Enjoy ❤️

Camila's POV

I really, really, really, really didn't want to admit it but I was actually having a blast on Giorgio and I's anniversary trip.

It was weird but Giorgio was such a different man. Not once did I feel the need to slap him or snap at him in rage. Okay, maybe once but I kept my cool and so did he. It was amazing. I honestly couldn't remember the last time we got along this well.

We landed in Paris Thursday night so we could spend all day Friday through Sunday until we left later on Monday. And Friday couldn't have been better. We got up early to do as much as we could right away, starting with a shopping spree.

"Remember, Camila, we're in Europe. So, we only have 2.5 billion euros instead of 3 billion US dollars. We're on a budget," he chuckled as we walked down the street of all the stores.

I couldn't help but laugh as well, "Oh, good to know. I'll make sure to watch myself."

"Kidding. You can buy anything you want. Today's your day," he held my hand comfortably. It was also a pretty cold December day so he made sure to keep me warm. We were bundled up with heavy coats, hats, and boots (Cabello brand of course).

"Shouldn't everyday be my day?" I giggled teasingly.

"You're right," he smiled. "Which is why I'm getting you something from your favorite French jewelry store," he stated, opening the door to Cartier.

I gasped, staring at him like he was insane. "Giorgio. You didn't make an appointment all the way out here just for me?"

"But I did," he nodded, escorting me in.

"Bonjour Monsieur et Madame Cabello!" the store owner greeted with a smile at the entrance. He was a happy, middle aged man with no hair but had on a sharp looking suit. I should've figured he and Giorgio talked beforehand so that they made sure I got what I wanted.

"Bonjour Adam," Giorgio and I both shook his hand kindly.

I let my husband do most of the talking since he was fluent in French. In fact, he was fluent in many languages; Italian, French, English, German, Swedish and some Spanish (mostly taught by me). So, Europe wasn't too hard to get around in when I had him.

"We are getting the beautiful lady something nice to wear for tonight?" Adam grinned when we were by the glass case of tennis bracelets.

"Tonight?" I frowned up at Giorgio. "What's tonight?"

He ducked his head, chuckling. "I haven't told you yet but I need to do just a little bit of work."

I sighed, slumping my shoulders. Of course. He brings me to Paris for our "anniversary vacation" and it so happens to be the same weekend of some event. "Work? Really?"

"It's only a small show for Cabello's Paris 2018 collection. I'll even be walking in it," he explained softly. "We'll only be there for an hour, tops."

Huffing and shaking my head. "Alright. Well, yeah, I guess I need some diamonds tonight," I laughed with Adam.

"Excellent," he clasped his hands and we all looked down at the bracelets. "These are from our Diamond Collection. They're very popular," he showed us by bringing a few samples out. "But for Cabello, this might fit you better. Classic diamond," he beamed, picking up much more expensive diamond bracelets.

"Wow," I gawked at the luxury. "It's gorgeous."

"What about this one?" Giorgio pointed back down at the glass.