Capítulo 16: Punishment
Camilla stayed in the room for hours waiting for Dante. She was already feeling sleepy when the door opened at last. Dante entered the room carrying a tray of food. He set the plate in front of her.
"Eat!" he ordered.
Camilla didn't argue with him, she was already starving. She quickly ate the food.
After eating, she looked at him tentatively. "are you still angry?" she asked him.
"Yes" he retorted.
"Would it help if I apologized?" she asked.
"maybe" he replied.
"I am sorry for taking your car out" she said.
"and?" he prompted.
"For breaking your rules and disrespecting your authority" she added.
"Why?" he asked.
"Why what?"
"Why did you do it even though you knew that it was wrong?" he asked.
"you weren't coming out to do anything and I knew you would be busy worrying about your brother, so I wanted you to focus on something else instead. And, I was also bored, I missed talking with you" she answered.
Dante sighed, Camilla had done the whole thing for good intentions even though she had executed it in an extremely childish manner.
"Are you still mad?" she asked, looking up at him with her beautiful eyes and those tempting luscious lips of hers.
"No, I did enjoy the chase and I got to do something other than thinking for a while" he replied.
"So you won't punish me then?" she asked looking at him hopefully.
He slowly walked towards her while she retreated. "Why, why shouldn't I punish you?" he asked.
He was like a predator stalking his prey.
"because I need to teach you a lesson" he told her.
"So what are you going to do, kiss me again?" she asked as he backed her against the wall.
His lips curled up in amusement. "So you do want me to kiss you again?" he asked.
She wet her lips subconsciously and looked up at him.
"Maybe" she whispered as she bit her lips.
Dante groaned in frustration and kissed her again. He pressed himself hard against her body enjoying the feel of her body against his.
Camilla buried her hands in his hair and pulled at his curls.
Dante's hand snaked up to her beasts and palmed them roughly through the thin material or her shirt. Her nipples perked up at the attention given to them now.
Camilla moaned as Dante touched her beasts. Her body was on fire from everywhere Dante touched.
Dante knew he had to stop now because if he didn't, he wouldn't be able to stop later.
With great difficulty he pulled away from her. He looked at her, her lips were swollen from his kiss and her eyes were glazed with lust.
He reached out and smoothed her hair down. He snapped his fingers in front of her face and she broke out of her daze.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
She glared at him, "of course, I am fine" she replied.
"Good, follow me" he said as he turned around and headed to the door, he heard her grumbling as she followed him and smiled.
He went down to the kitchen where he had told the domestic help to gather.
She stood by his side as he faced the staff.
"So, I have observed that Camilla has too much free time on her hands which is why she involves herself in mischief. So from today henceforth, I have decided that Camilla will do house chores. So Madame,...." he turned to the head of the household staff. "I hope you will put her to work, from now on, she is under you. In addition to being my secretary, she will also be part of the domestic staff. Is that understood?" he asked.
"Yes sir" the madame replied.
Dante looked at the staff, "does anybody have any more questions?" he asked.
Camilla's hand shot up immediately.
"Yes Camilla" he permitted her to speak.
"if I am doing all these, when am I supposed to rest?" she asked.
"You aren't supposed to, when you are tired, you won't have the strength to cause trouble" Dante replied.
She huffed in anger but kept quiet. Dante turned back to the staff.
"Well let's get back to work everyone" he said and walked away.
The rest of the staff walked away and only Camilla was left with the madame.
"So, what kind of work can you do?" she asked looking at Camilla with contempt.
Camilla wondered what she had done to deserve such a treatment from the madame. But she tilted her shin up nevertheless. She was a DeLuca and she would never give up. She had faced problems bigger than a disgruntled madame.
"I can do anything I put my mind to" she replied haughtily.
The madame smiled at her statement.
"Come with me" she ordered and walked out of the kitchen.
Camilla followed behind her quietly, wondering what her problem was.
The madame took her to the staff quarters and Camilla got get first look at how dirty the male shared toilet stalls could be, the whole place was filthy and disgusting.
She looked at the madame carefully. She was looking at her carefully trying to decipher her emotions.
"What am I supposed to do here?" she asked her.
"Wash it, I want the whole place to be sparkling, you said you could do anything right, do this" she told her.
Even through Camilla wanted to retch at the thought of cleaning the dirty toilets, she steeled herself.
"I will clean it" she replied.
"Good, I will be back to inspect it" the madame said and walked away.
Camilla looked at the toilets once again and fighting the urge to retch, she started to clean it.
The next couple of hours were absolutely disgusting for Camilla. But eventually, she was done and the entire toilet stall was sparkling and looked brand new.
When the madame came by again, she was surprised to see that Camilla was done with cleaning and the whole place was clean.
She looked at Camilla surprisingly. "The place looks better" she said grudgingly.
"So am I done for today?" Camilla asked.
"Yes, you are. Report early tomorrow morning at the kitchen so you can help in the preparation of breakfast before joining the boss for work" she told Camilla.
Camilla nodded and walked away. She headed to her room and immediately took a hot shower. She scrubbed at her skin, desperately trying to remove germs and the memories from the toilet stalls from her skin.
She was drying her hair in front of the mirror when Maria entered the room.
"Before you start lecturing me, I realize that what I did was wrong" she turned around and told Maria.
"So you acknowledge that what you did was wrong?" Maria asked.
"Yes I do"
"Then why did you do it?" Maria asked.
Camilla finished drying her hair and sat on the bed, Maria sat beside her.
"Yes?" she prompted.
"It's just that he has been down lately and I just wanted him to cheer up" Camilla explained.
"And you thought the best way to do that was to take his cherished car and go on a little joyride round the city?" Maria asked.
"Well I admit it wasn't the perfect solution but doesn't he look happier now?" Camilla asked her in return.
"He does but that isn't the point" Maria replied.
"What is the point then?" Camilla asked.
"The point is that you have to think carefully before acting on your thoughts. The only reason your plan worked is because you are working with Dante. If it was someone like Ferrante that you worked for, you would have been dead by now" Maria advised her.
Camilla shuddered at the thought of working for someone like Ferrante.
She shifted closer to Maria and whispered conspiratorially.
"Do you know why Dante has been moody?" she asked.
"No, I am assuming that you do" Maria replied.
Camilla nodded in response.
"Well, are you going to tell me?" Maria asked.
"You forgot to add the magic word" she said with a mischievous smile.
Maria rolled her eyes, Camilla was so childish, she thought to herself.
"Please" she added.
"Well his brother is going on a dangerous mission and he is worried about his safety" Camilla revealed.
"And how do you know this?" Maria asked.
"Geremia told me" Camilla replied.
"Why would he tell you?" Maria wondered.
"Because he didn't want me to give Dante an hard time" Camilla replied.
"And you ended up doing the exact opposite" Maria scolded her.
"Hey, I was still the one who brought him out of his moody state" Camilla replied.
"And you are being punished for it" Maria reminded her.
Camilla flopped back on the bed dramatically.
"Ugh, don't remind me, the work I did was dreadful. I don't know if i offended the madame in a past life because she doesn't seem to like me very much"
"What did she have you do?" Maria asked.
"She made me wash the male toilets. It was the most dreadful, traumatizing thing I have ever had to do" Camilla wailed.
"I am sure it is" Maria remarked wryly.
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