**FLASH BACK CONT’D**

When Camilla arrived outside the suite Louis had booked, his men were all positioned at the door. She gave them a curt nod and they opened the door for her to get in.

Her body was tense as she stepped into the luxurious and elegantly furnished room. She was tense, not because she was afraid of Louis, but because she had a feeling something bad was going to happen.

Louis sat across the bed, on a plush cushion chair, a glass of champagne In his left hand, a stick of cigarette on the right. His expression sparked with excitement the moment Camilla stepped in.

“Beauty, you're here.”...