Even in Death not to Part [18+]

Chapter 18 - The Camp

Shit he actually has asked me to go somewhere with him, this must be important. He has kept me distant from everything to do with the Empire so I wonder what this could be. Maybe he finally has realised that to be Council for his family I need to actually know about his Familia and Empire. 

Time for a shower and to get ready.

I pick out a plain fitted black dress that hugs my body in the right places and stops on my knees, I have no idea exactly what the purpose of this is. He mentioned the camp which is usually where the new recruits train. I would feel stupid assuming he wants to train me, besides I have had my training, so I assume I wont be doing any of that. So I opt for smart but still sexy.

There is a knock at the door he waits this time and calls my name

"Emilia, may I come in?"

What the hell has happened? Lorenzo is actually asking permission

"Yeah" I call out while sitting at the vanity mirror brushing my hair. He comes in and closes the door behind him.

"Just a second" I call to him as I just finish brushing the final section of my hair up into a high ponytail.

He waits patiently. Today he is in black again; black suit trousers, black shoes and a tailored black shirt, top 3 buttons undone, sleeves rolled up and gun holstered by his chest, his hair is tied back and his eyes look intense

"Do we need to leave soon?" I ask as I slide my feet into my black heels.

"No we still have a few minutes" he says

"Come sit" he takes a seat on my bed and nods to the spot next to him.

I choose to sit at the chair in front of the vanity mirror, he might be including me but I have learnt the hard way how he can pull me in and essentially spit me out, he really is like a black hole.

He takes a deep breath and grabs the armchair from the corner of the room like it is nothing and brings it over. He puts it down right in front of me. He pulls the gun from behind his back, leans past me and puts it down on the table behind me. As I breathe in I can smell him, he smells musky with a hint of smoke, a combination I never thought I would like, but it is intoxicating, I could breath him in all day. He takes a seat.

"Do you know where we are going?" he asks, his voice has a deep tone that does things to me - in a very good way.

"To the camp"

"Do you know what happens at the camp?" he asks

I roll my eyes, does he think I was born yesterday and that I know nothing?

"I am not saying this to be patronising, my mother was Council but had little to nothing to do with the Empire, she thought the camp was a bar we owned and no one told her otherwise - she was sheltered, too sheltered from the Empire" he says genuinely 

"Oh, I see. Yeah I know what happens at the camps, new recruits go there. They live there temporarily and train until they reach the desired level required by the family to become a soldier and progress further up the ranks"

A smile flickered across his face at my answer and he nodded

"I have some new recruits, they are coming to the end of their training and I am going to meet them today, as you will be my wife and my Council in a matter of weeks I wanted for you to meet them too"

"Okay, will your father be joining us?" I was dreading the inevitable yes response, I loathed his father he made my skin crawl

"No, it will be just you and I"