Assassin with a Heart//Camren//

Chapter 24

"Camila may you please go get Miss. Jauregui? We have to leave very soon if we want to be early.", Mike ordered Camila.

"Of course sir.", Camila nodded as she stood from the leather chair of Mike's office to go retrieve the green eyed killer.

As Camila walked through the building she received many stares and head turns from the members of the mafia. That's only because Camila was dressed and groomed very well today. She was no longer in her ragged clothes, her face was painted with a minimal amount of makeup, her hair was curled while flawlessly falling over her shoulders, and she had black high heels on.

People who didn't know her would never think she was a slave to a mafia daughter. They would probably think she was a high dealing business women or someone much more superior to the mafia. However that wasn't the case.

Camila soon arrived to the designated door and knocked softly, "Miss. Jauregui? It's Camila your father has requested for you."

"Alright and can you come in and help me?", Miss. Jauregui called out.

Camila turned the knob of the door and entered inside Miss. Jauregui's room. She couldn't help, but admire the sight she saw before her. Miss. Jauregui had a long red dress on that showed off her curves perfectly, her makeup made those intimidating green eyes shine, and she straightened her hair. Camila never ever doubted that Miss. Jauregui was attractive, but God did she look absolutely beautiful right now.

Camila snapped out of her trance after a few minutes and stepped forward to Lauren shyly, "How may I help you Miss. Jauregui?"

"Could you zip me up? I can't reach.", Miss. Jauregui asked as she turned her back to show the unzipped zipper.

"Of course.", Camila replied and took the zipper and started to move it up.

Camila couldn't help but admire the bare back that was exposed for her eyes to see. She couldn't help but feel that slight burn of desire she had building inside her. Oh how wrong this was. Camila still knew deep inside her she was still a Cabello. A Jauregui and a Cabello could never work. Of course Miss. Jauregui didn't know that, but either way she was nothing but a slave.

Camila soon reached the top of the zipper's path and let go of the dress. She stepped back to allow Miss. Jauregui to admire herself in the mirror.

"Thank you Camila. How do I look?", Lauren asked as she turned to face Camila.

Camila felt weak in the knees seeing the beautiful face that belonged to Miss. Jauregui. It was so hard to resist just grabbing her face and smashing their lips together. However Camila just fought these ridiculous feelings away and smiled.

"You look very beautiful Miss. Jauregui.", Camila smiled shyly.

"Why thank you little one and I must say you look very nice too. Perhaps we should get you more nicer clothes then those old torn up ones. Well... only if you behave tonight. As you know you'll be meeting our allies tonight.", Miss. Jauregui said as she looked Camila dead in the eyes.

"Yes Miss. Jauregui I know and I promise I'll be good. I just hope your allies will like me.", Camila said nervously.

"And why wouldn't they like you hm?", Miss. Jauregui tilted her head curiously.

"Well because some of the members here weren't very fond of me. They didn't like that I am your slave.", Camila explained.

Miss. Jauregui rolled her eyes, "Hey listen to me. You have no one to impress. Absolutely no one. So who gives a fuck what they think? Besides it is none of their business. You understand me?"