Camila D'Amico
I am Camila D’Amico, and although in the papers only Figure as the personal assistant of Alessandro Morelli, you and I know that among us there is nothing "professional". What began as a job interview ended with my legs trembling in his marble office, with his hands on my skin and his mouth swearing that I had never met a woman like me. Since then, it has not spent a week without giving me something: departments, jewels, cars, trips in your private jet ... But he has not given me the only thing that begs him in silence that he does not offer me: his declared love. because I can't accept it. He says he loves me. He tells me without speaking, in the way he looks at me when I think I don't notice. How it covers me with your jacket when I fall asleep in the jet. How I send security for my mother and pay my sister's ballet classes without telling me anything. How it makes me his, again and again, as if the world was to end. I love him too. but I can't be with him. Unofficial
About Camila D'Amico
I am Camila D’Amico, and although in the papers only Figure as the personal assistant of Alessandro Morelli, you and I know that among us there is nothing "professional". What began as a job interview ended with my legs trembling in his marble office, with his hands on my skin and his mouth swearing that I had never met a woman like me. Since t...Read more