Hart (2 page)

“James I am not one of your children. I have thought this through, so are you going to buy half of my shares in the company or do I need to call Harvey and have him sell them for me?” by this point I’m virtually screaming at my older brother

“You know Camilla I just want you to be sure. You have been a director since you were seventeen, what is your plan? What are you going to do with your life?” he is so calm, just sitting behind his desk tapping his fingers on the white glass top

“I just need a break from this. I have enough money, probably more than I will ever need or spend. I think I’m going to take a holiday for a few months then I might open up a little shop or something”

“That’s ridiculous. Where are you going?”

“Thought I would go down to Latton, rent a little place by the sea”

“Latton that’s where William is, I’m right aren’t I? You’re going to spend time with bloody William”

“Will. Will is my friend and yes you’re right James that is where he lives”

“Why? I just don’t get it. Why would you walk away from this knowing it was Dad’s dream?”

“It was Dad’s dream for you, not me. Mum wanted me to be happy so that’s what I’m going to try and be, happy”

“This is about Edward isn’t it? You’ll find someone else you know”

“Don’t you get it? When Edward died my heart and my soul died with him, I don’t want anyone else”

“Well if it’s not that you can stay. Cut your hours, do other things but please stay?”

“I can’t. I don’t need this, being photographed coming of the gym, going to the cinema. All of it, I’m not a celebrity that was Dad’s thing I just want a normal life”

“But we are not normal, you know that. Everyone knows you, they know us”

“Well they like to think they do, anyway they’ll soon forget when they don’t see me in their papers. I can’t do it anymore, I can’t deal with the speculation of myself possibly moving on with my life”

“I’ve always told you this but you know you’ll find someone else”

“James please, I love you. You are happy, you have your wife, the kids and your company. Please just let me have a try at being happy, it’s sure enough my time now”

I watch as he nods his head slowly then picks up one of our Dad’s old fancy pens and signs the cheque his PA put in front of him, I can’t stay here anymore, I need to move on. This isn’t living…

“What are you doing with your apartment?”

I used to love my apartment, it suited me just fine and it took me a while to get it decorated exactly how I wanted but now I can’t stand being there any longer “Marlene is moving in and looking after it for me”

“Ok. At least she won’t ruin it by having any wild parties”

Marlene is our old nanny, we stayed in touch throughout the years, she never got married and when Mum and Dad died, she apart from James was all I had left.

“When do you leave?”

“This evening. I will call in and say goodbye to the girls”

He just nods at me and hands me the cheque for £15 million, I reach into my bag and take out the letter giving him my voting rights and slide it onto the desk next to him, he just nods his head.

“What time will you stop by?”

“Around seven”

“Great, we’ll see you then”

His phone rings so I take the opportunity to leave. I quickly make my way through the building that my Dad brought, it’s a five storey building in the middle of London, memories flash through my head of the times he was here with us… I manage to make it out of the building without being stopped by a single person and quickly flag down a taxi which manages to get me home in less than ten minutes.

I enter the building and walk to the desk “Hello, Miss Camilla”

“Hello Nigel, are you well?” I ask

“Yes, thank you and yourself?”

“Yes I’m fine, did you see that Marlene will be taking over my apartment for a while?”

“Yes Miss, I did”

“Ok anything she needs or wants just send me the bill and I’ll deal with it”

“I will do Miss, off somewhere nice?”

“Let’s hope so” I wave to him as I walk away.

I arrive at my apartment and I’m instantly confronted by the boxes everywhere, I didn’t tell James that I have no intention of coming back but I’m sure he gets the point. When I first moved in here with Edward I was so happy, we had just started making plans for our wedding, then that night happened. He had gone to look at wedding venues since I was too busy at work he took my Mum and Dad, they had taken Dad’s helicopter, there was a sudden change in the weather whilst they were up in the air. The first James and I knew of it was when it flashed up on our TV screens at work. To say I was devastated was an understatement, losing three of the most important people in my life in one night was something that I never would have imagined that I would have to go through. Of course I threw myself into work and therapy, it’s taken me two years to get where I am now. Not that I’m sure where that is yet, I suppose I have finally gathered the strength to move on. I don’t want love but I have reached an age where I just want a baby, ok I wanted one before but was ok to wait until after the wedding, not now though, it’s all I can think about... I guess you always want what you know you can’t have.

I find my phone from my bag and come across the cheque, shit I should put that straight into the bank. First I ring Gerrard and ask him to stop by in an hour so I can figure out what to do with it before he comes over. Then I ring Will everybody apart from my brother calls him Will, I think they had a bit of a thing, it’s always the elephant in the room, neither of them would dare talk about it ever since Will came out when he was twenty and my brother found a wife. Will has even found a house for me to rent until I figure out if it’s where I want to live permanently.

He answers on the second ring “Hey Doll”

“Hi Will, you sound out of breath. Are you ok?”

“Yeah Doll I’m fine. You stopped me mid pump, what can I do for you?”

“Fucking hell, really Will?!”

“Yeah, its ok don’t worry, he can wait”

“WILL! stop it. Anyway I will be there this evening. Is the house ready?”

“Cool, yeah it’s all ready for you Doll”

“Ok see you later, oh and next time can you finish what you’ve started before you answer your phone?”

“Ok Doll, whatever you say”

“Do you even know his name?”

“Yep… well no not really”

“See you later”

Will is such a slut, completely the opposite of me, Edward was my one and only. I throw a couple more things in boxes, the removal people will be here in an hour. I have a massive pile of clothes to go to the charity shop, I don’t intend on ever putting on another suit in my life.

I quickly change into a pair of tatty jeans and a t shirt and put the case and the few bags I need to take tonight by the door, I ring Marlene and ask if she will come and oversee the movers, she of course agrees.

An hour later, Gerrard has been and taken the cheque and Nigel has loaded the bags into my car, I just have to say bye to Marlene then I’m off.

“So Marlene, think of this as your home. Do what you like”

“Oh Cam honey are you sure you need to leave?”

I love Marlene and I know she is worrying about me “Yeah I need to get away, I need to find myself and be happy”

“Ok sweetie, I will take care of your home and you promise me that you’ll take care of yourself”

“I will” I give her a hug and leave my old life behind.

I reach my car, it’s just a saloon nothing fancy.  James could never understand why I didn’t buy a sports car, I guess it was some kind of status symbol to him. I make the journey to James’ place. It used to be our Mum and Dad’s house, when they died it all went to my brother, I’m not bothered anyway I didn’t want it. I pull up to the electric gates and enter the code and watch the iron gates swing open in front of me, I slowly make my way up the drive and pull up next to James’ car not quite believing he’s home already.

I get out my car and hear the screams accompanied by the little bodies of Elizabeth and Victoria racing towards me.

“Aunt Camilla! Aunt Camilla! Come and see our new dog!”

“Hello girls. What’s this I’m hearing about a new dog?” I say as they both grab one of my hands and drag me towards the house

“Daddy got us a dog, he says that since you’re leaving he got us something to use up our energy” I knew he would try and make me feel guilty in some way…

“Oh I see, yes I’m leaving for a while but I’m not going far, you will be able to come and stay with me in the holidays won’t you?”

“Really?!” they scream together and race the rest of the way to the house shouting “We’re going to stay with Aunt Camilla!”

I reach the door and take a deep breath, I hope it’s not going to be another round of James trying to make me stay. I’m met at the door by Suzie, James’ wife. They have been married for ten years, although she’s really nice to me there’s something about her I don’t quite like.

“Evening Camilla” she smiles and I know it’s not genuine.

“Hi Suzie, I hear you have a new dog?”

“Yes. Not my idea, it’s out the back in the garden”

“Oh, I see James is home”

“First time in three months he’s been home before seven”

I’m sure if I was James I would stay at the office late too, she’s a miserable bitch. Now the girls are gorgeous and funny a bit more like my family, well that’s what I like to think.

After an hour playing with the girls and agreeing that they will in fact come and stay with me as soon as possible it’s time to leave, I give Suzie a brief hug, the girls a big hug each then turn to James

“Promise me you will keep in touch” I think he is a be a bit sad that I’m leaving

“I will, I will ring once a week, on a Friday”

“Ok, and don’t get spending too much time with William either”

“James I can’t promise that” I hug him and walk to the door, I hear Victoria start to cry so I quickly leave and jump in the car. It’s only an hour’s drive to Latton. I make my way down the drive then ring Will telling him that I’ll be with him by nine and he promises that he’ll be there waiting for me.

I eventually make it to first class after being photographed in the airport, I look and feel rough and Nikki must have seen the photos as she has already rang to give me a bollocking. I relax back in my seat as the air hostess greets me and gets me a whiskey, I like to think of it as hair of the dog and that I don’t really want it.  We are half way into the flight as I start to feel better the hostess is taking great care of me, when she leans in and asks if there is anything else she can do for me, I give her a smile and make my way to the restroom, I take care of business when there is a knock at the door, I flick the lock over and open the door slightly and it’s the hostess, she smiles at me as I open the door a bit wider and she squeezes in.  There’s not much room so I release my cock and take a seat

“Help yourself” I say waving a hand at my cock

Before I have even finished saying it she’s on her knees with a mouthful, I rest my head back against the wall and let her carry on, she’s not bad and I am totally enjoying it until she stops I bring my head back up from the wall and watch as she raises her skirt, turns and starts to lower, I quickly push her ass away and reach for a condom and suit up, I give her a nod and she lowers again, before long she is throwing her head back and she is riding me hard, I’m not complaining I do like it hard, when she starts to slow I take over holding her down while slamming up hard, it doesn’t take long. Once I’m done I push her up, she moans as I slip from her, I just smile to myself, I flush the condom and rearrange myself, a quick check in the mirror, perfect, I smack her ass and release the door and make my way back to my seat.  Two minutes later and still with a glow she delivers me another whiskey.

“Thank you” I quickly look at her name badge “Angela”

“You’re welcome Sir”

Oh I like the sound of that, I nod my head and take my phone out and pretend to read a message. I wait while she walks away, I put my phone away and rest my head back and close my eyes.

I come too with Angela touching my shoulder I shrug away and get myself situated for landing. Once we’re on English ground I make my way to the restroom just to check myself over, yeah I’m still fucking amazing. I grab my bag from my seat and walk off the plane where Richard is waiting for me and sends me on to meet the driver whilst he collects my bags for me. I find a way out without being photographed and I’m not really sure how to feel about that. Richard eventually joins us and we make our way to my new home for the next three months.

As we drive through Latton I watch out the window “Shit does nothing happen here, ever?”

The driver replies “Nope”

“Fucking great, what am I supposed to do for three months?”

“Sort yourself out that was the point of this trip” Richard replies

We pull into a private drive and I scan around, there are a few houses here and they all look amazing, the car starts to slow and we pull into the drive of what must be our house.

“This is one of the best houses here, you can go straight out to the beach” the driver tells us

I help get the bags out of the car and walk on up to the house and place the bags outside of the door and wait for Richard to unlock it. When he eventually joins me he unlocks the door, pushes it open, drops the keys in my hand and turns to go to his little guest  house.

“Hey are you not coming in for a drink?” I shout at his retreating back

“Nah, I need to sleep… you should too. I’ll see you at seven sharp, don’t you dare be late”

Shit, I forgot I had to work tomorrow. I carry on into the house and I hear a faint noise coming from some direction in the house so I shout out “Hello? Who’s there?”

“Mr Hart? I’m Mandy, your housekeeper. I’ve prepared dinner for you”

“Hello Mandy, nice to meet you. Thank you for making dinner”

I follow her down the hallway towards what must be the kitchen, the house is beautiful. Once we find ourselves in the kitchen she nods to the wall of doors, this place is really amazing, you go through the garden, past the pool and through the gate at the very end of the garden and you’re on the beach.

“I set your dinner out on the table for you Mr Hart” Mandy holds out her hand in the direction of the black eight seater table

I follow her hands and pull out my chair as Mandy leans over my shoulder and uncovers my food

“Would you like a drink with your meal? Maybe a glass of water?”

“I would love a whiskey”

“Oh sorry Mr Hart, I was told no alcohol in the house” I turn and watch as her neck turns bright red before the colour eventually covers and settles on her face

“No worries then, thank you” I watch her walk away from me, she must be fifty going on sixty

I’m just finishing my dinner when Mandy eventually returns “Oh Mr Hart. I put away your clothes and there’s plenty of hot water if you want to shower. I’m finished for the day now unless you need anything else?”

I quickly think back to the last person to ask me if I need anything else and quickly come to the decision that I would have to be bloody desperate to let her near my cock

“No, thank you”

“Ok see you tomorrow, bye for now”

“Bye”

I sit by myself and finish my dinner, then decide to walk down to the beach, as I’m walking back up I notice people moving in next door, he’s quite a tall, good looking guy who raises his hand and waves to me, I wave back and go inside and I check my clothes, which are nicely put away in colour order just how I like it.  I strip, shower and fall into bed.