"No." Camilla shook her head slowly as she took a sip of water from the glass cup in her hand. "That's not going to happen," she said firmly."Oh come on, Bambina,(Baby) it's just a pretense, nothing more," Alessia said, sounding excited over the phone as Camilla sat back on her sofa."Mamma, you made me have a meeting with him and his attorney. How did that turn out?" Camilla asked, her brow furrowing as she waited for her mother's response.There was a pause for a few seconds before Alessia spoke again, "Well..." Camilla detected the hesitation in her mother's voice and raised her eyebrow slightly."Exactly. And then you persuaded me to meet with him again, and this time what happened? He asked me to pretend to be in a relationship with him so the public wouldn't see me as a woman who sleeps with rich men," she said with disgust.There was a heavy sigh on the other end of the line, and Camilla bit her lip."Bambina,(Baby) I don't think that's what he meant when he said that. And ther
Alexander's eyebrows rose in surprise at Camilla's threat, but he was not intimidated. He let out a chuckle and shot Camilla a quick glance before returning his attention to the road."Is that so?" He said with a hint of amusement in his tone."I didn't know that your talents extend beyond heartbreaks, to physical harm as well," he said, his tone laced with sarcasm and a hint of amusement.A smirk played on his lips as he looked over at her, noting the redness on her cheeks from anger. He gave her an innocent smile, waiting for her reaction."Stop the car," she said in a commanding tone.He pretended to not hear her, "Pardon?" he asked, casting a quick glance in her direction.Her frustration grew as she noticed the hint of amusement on his face."I said, stop the car Alexander!" she repeated, her voice now tinged with annoyance, her emphasis on his name indicating her growing irritation.With a sudden jolt, he slammed on the brakes, causing Camilla to be jolted forward against her s
Exhausted and frazzled from her outing, Camilla sank back into her swivel chair and retrieved her phone from her bag to see how the internet was reacting to her and Alexander's relationship being revealed to the press.She knew the news would be spreading like wildfire and she wasn't wrong.While scrolling through her feeds, Camilla noticed the story had reached the top headlines of multiple online news outlets and the hashtag #Alexilla was trending on Twitter.She couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions as she read through the comments.Some of them were supportive, wishing her and Alexander the best in their relationship.Others were filled with speculation and rumors, still questioning the legitimacy of their relationship.She knew that the next few days would be tough, but she was determined to get through it.She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and reminded herself that she could handle this.Bracing herself with renewed resolve, she put her phone away and was ready to go ta
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm golden light across the sky, Alexander pulled the car up in front of a grand, luxurious mansion.The sunset painted the sky with a brilliant array of colors, highlighting the opulence of the building before them.Camilla looked out the window, taking in the impressive facade, with its tall columns and intricate detailing."Here we are," Alexander said as he turned off the engine and stepped out of the car to open the door for Camilla."Thank you." She said, stepping out of the car with her eyes fixed on the imposing structure before herAs they walked closer to the mansion's entrance, a young woman in a polished business attire stepped out.Her hair was pulled back into a sophisticated bun, showcasing her fair complexion and slender neck.With eager steps, she approached to welcome their arrival."Alexander!" She squealed excitedly, throwing herself into his arms, wrapping them around him. Welcome back!" he greeted her with a warm sm
"Hello, I'm Violet. It's nice to meet you," said a young woman, petite in stature, as she sat across from Camilla at the elegant mahogany dining table."The pleasure is mine," Camilla responded, returning a warm smile.""Hi, I'm Clara," introduced a woman with short, vibrant red hair."I'm a huge admirer of your work. Your designs have been a constant source of inspiration for me. Your fashion sense and unique style are truly exceptional." She spoke with reverence, her gaze fixed on Camilla with admiration.Before Camilla had a chance to reply, Alexander interjected, clearing his throat to get their attention."Excuse me," he said, directing a look of slight annoyance towards Clara."What's the matter, Alexander? Can't hold your horses for dessert?" Clara teased, turning her attention away from Camilla."Oh, hush already," Alexander replied, rolling his eyes in annoyance."Why must you always be so vulgar?" Clara asked, her expression turning into a frown."Because it's just who I am,
"Fine. I don't understand why I even came here," Violet exclaimed, abruptly standing up from the table. She snatched her coat from the back of the chair and threw it on.With swift strides, she made her way out of the room, leaving the others, except for Harriet, in stunned silence."Sit down and finish your meal, young lady," Harriet commanded firmly, as Clara quickly rose to follow Violet."Don't worry, Grandma. I only want to explain to Violet the impropriety of her question," Clara replied calmly."Take your seat," Harriet commanded, her tone leaving no room for discussion."But..." Clara began."Did I not make myself clear?" Harriet interjected, her gaze becoming more intense.Clara sighed, lowering herself back into her chair, fidgeting with her utensils and avoiding eye contact with her grandmother.Harriet broke the silence, clearing her throat and turning to Camilla. "I apologize for Violet's inappropriate behavior. She still has a lot to learn."Camilla graciously declined t
Isabel gestured towards Camilla and Alexander as they entered the packed hall where an art auction was about to commence. "Over here." She said, beckoning them to her reserved seat near the podium with a wave.Isabel beamed with joy as Camilla and Alexander approached.She rose from her seat, walked over and embraced them both with a warm hug. Her eyes sparkled with anticipation."I'm thrilled you could make it," Isabel said, turning to Camilla. "You look stunning, by the way. That floral dress is beautiful on you." She complimented her.Camilla gracefully accepted Isabel's compliment with a blush and a sincere smile. "I couldn't miss this after promising your grandmother. It would have been impolite," she replied.Isabel nodded in agreement. "Yeah."Turning her attention to the crowd, Camilla asked, "Speaking of which, where is she?"Isabel also scanned the room, searching for her grandmother. "I think she'll be a bit late," she said uncertainly.Camilla expressed her disappointmen
Alexander was momentarily stunned as he felt a sudden weight on his lap.Camila's unexpected gesture had thrown him off balance, stirring a mix-feeling of bewilderment and discomfort within him.He tried his best to hide his reactions and maintain an air of nonchalance.Celine and Violet couldn't believe what they were witnessing as well and gaped in disbelief.Breaking the stunned hush, Violet was the first to speak. "What on earth are you doing?" she queried, her tone registering disbelief.Camila, who seemed unfazed, turned her head to gaze at Violet with a look of innocent curiosity. "What do you mean, exactly?" she replied, her tone laced with confusion.Despite her best efforts to conceal it, a hint of amusement threatened to play on her lips as she took in their astounded expressions."This is inappropriate, you can't sit on him." Celine stated, her tone conveying her irritation.Camila merely shrugged nonchalantly. "He's my boyfriend, so I don't see the problem," she replied.
Dear Readers,I am Love Crown, the author of the captivating story you have just finished reading, "Entangled With My Rival CEO." This journey has been an emotional rollercoaster, and these characters have become an integral part of my life.Countless sleepless nights were spent trying to convey their thoughts, actions, and every aspect of their lives through my writing. Although it took approximately eight months to complete this story, I can assure you it was not an easy journey.I kindly ask for your understanding if you come across any mistakes, especially in the Italian language, as it is not my native tongue. Nevertheless, my love for the language is immense, and I hope to delve deeper into it someday.As we conclude the chapter on Alexander Aziel Cena and Camilla Idalia Kings' love story, I want to extend my heartfelt gratitude to all who supported this story. Even during times when I couldn't update as promptly as I wished, you remained steadfast.To stay updated on my upcomin
A resounding clap echoed through the room as Charles applauded Alexander, his tone dripping with sarcasm."Wow!... I guess I underestimated your girl then... hmmm, you're one lucky man, Alexander," Charles taunted."It took your lover just a few minutes to discover who I really was when I drove her to her destination, but you dummies, despite spending years with me..." Charles paused for effect before continuing sharply, "...didn't have a clue."He then shifted his attention to Harriet, offering a bright smile. "Great acting, Grandma... you truly deserve an Oscar," he mocked.Charles clapped his hands, turning his attention to everyone in the room. "All of this is well planned, but I must mention that if these men were to take me away now..."He left the sentence hanging, his gaze fixed on the SWAT teams whose weapons and attention remained firmly trained on his every move.He continued with a chilling threat, "Your dear Camilla and my dear aunt's husband, Uncle Rey, would die," makin
•~•~•~•~•Flashback•~•~•~•~•As Alexander returned to his hotel suite that fateful night, a whirlwind of emotions consumed him. He sat on the edge of the bed, his thoughts in disarray.How was he going to rescue Camilla?How would he even begin to break the devastating news of her disappearance to her parents?His hands instinctively rose to his hair, ruffling it in frustration, and he hung his head low in despair.Amidst the tears glistening in his beautiful blue eyes, he noticed a purple, sparkling device on the floor. His mind raced as he realized it was Camilla's phone.Slowly, Alexander reached out and picked up the device, a face-down iPhone. He turned it over to reveal the blank screen.With a soft double-tap, the phone came to life, prompting him for a passcode.Without hesitation, he input the code, granting access to the phone's contents. What he saw on the interface not only shocked him but sent chills down his spine."Alexander, it's urgent. You need to know that Charles
Charles paused for a moment, taking a deep breath, his hand hovering over the doorknob.He hesitated, unsure of what awaited him on the other side.Just as his fingertips grazed the cold metal, the door swung open, revealing a breathtaking woman in her mid-thirties.Her long black hair cascaded down, framing her face with a sense of elegance.Her hazel eyes, piercing yet familiar, held a sense of curiosity.She was dressed in an elegant black gown that accentuated her curves, an hourglass figure that caught Charles' attention.A white stethoscope hung from her neck, hinting at her profession."Mr. Wilton," she began, a small smile dancing on her lips. "You are here?" Charles furrowed his brow."Yes, I just arrived. Doctor... How is my grandmother?" he inquired, his gaze shifting from the woman to the room beyond her.She glanced briefly over her shoulder, then turned back to face him."She's stable at the moment," the doctor said, her voice composed and professional."However, we need
"Pull the trigger." the male whispered behind Charles as he held the loaded GLOCK 19 pistol pointed at Mary who was huddled in a corner, drenched in sweat and covered in bruises as a result of all kinds of torture, sobbing quietly.His hands holding the pistol trembled, "Please," he begged for the second time. "I can't do this."The shadowy figure behind him persisted, his voice barely above a whisper. "Do it, Charles. You know you want to. End her life quickly and painlessly. It won't take more than a second.""I can't," Charles whispered, his voice choked with emotion. "I can't kill her.""If you don't pull the trigger, I'll do it myself," the menacing figure threatened from the darkness, causing Mary to shake her head vehemently and sob louder than before."No, Charles, don't listen...to him. You love me. You won't...kill me. You don't have to." She said in between hiccups and gut-wrenching sobs.Charles's breaths were ragged as he shook his head, tears streaming down his cheeks as
Camilla's heart dropped, her body frozen in shock and horror at his confession. The room felt oppressive, the atmosphere charged with an eerie energy.Tears welled up in Charles's eyes as he continued to laugh, his grip tightening on Camilla's arm. "Oh, the look on her face when I took her last breath," he rasped, his voice laced with sadistic delight.Camilla's mind raced, the gravity of the situation sinking in. She needed to find a way to escape, to get out of this nightmare before it was too late.Charles's laughter finally faded, replaced by a deranged grin. "That slut...I killed her and if I had a time machine, I'd go back and do it again." He said gazing off to stare at nothing in particular.•~•~•~•~•Flashback •~•~•~•~•George Cena Jr., Alexander and Isabel's father, was celebrating his fiftieth birthday and the entire family had planned a grand celebration for him.Gentle melodies floated in the air, emanating from the large speakers strategically positioned in the venue.T
Camilla remained unconscious, her body rigidly bound to a chair in the dimly lit room.A black bag covered her head, concealing her features until it was abruptly snatched away.In the eerie silence, Charles's shoes clicked softly as he paced around her, only to come to a stop right in front of her.A sickeningly sadistic tone laced his words as he spoke. "We're here, princess. It's time to wake up," he declared, holding her gaze steadily with his hazel eyes.Minutes stretched on, yet there was no response from Camilla. Growing impatient, Charles decided to take a more forceful approach.Leaning in, he pressed his lips against hers, his tongue slipping along her bottom lip in a crude act of dominance.At first, there was no reaction whatsoever, until suddenly her teeth sank into his lower lip, causing him to instinctively pull away, his face contorting in pain.A humorless chuckle reverberated around the room as he held his injured lip, blood trickling down his chin."Feisty, aren't w
Alexander arrived at the hotel, well past midnight. He carefully shut the door, assuming Camilla was already inside and likely asleep.As he entered the room, he was engulfed in darkness.After a tiring day at the hospital, all he desired was to relax in a soothing bath and snuggle up in bed with Camilla.In order to brighten up the space, he flipped the switch on the wall. What he saw in the illuminated suite left him stunned.He noticed a shattered vase lying on the floor, its delicate pieces scattered around.The once elegant golden statue, used for decoration and formerly perched on the shelf, now lay broken into two separate parts on the ground.A peculiar sight greeted him as he glanced towards the floor, where an unusually large amount of sand seemed to have accumulated.His gaze then shifted to the bed, which appeared disheveled and empty, though with slight signs of recent disturbance.Camil...Camilla?" His voice trembled with worry as he cautiously made his way into the room
After entering her hotel suite, Camilla hastily secured the door before collapsing onto the floor.Her handbag tumbled beside her, and her phone spilled out in the process.Breathing heavily, her breath labored, she struggled to regain her composure.Adrenaline coursed through her veins, leaving her feeling dizzy and slightly nauseous.Suddenly, she felt the contents of her stomach rising, threatening to escape her mouth.With great effort, she managed to contain it, pushing herself to her feet despite her unsteady balance.She made a hasty dash for the bathroom, where she emptied the contents of her stomach into the toilet.Camilla knelt in front of the toilet, her body racked with retching and her breath coming in gasps.The cool bathroom tiles pressed against her cheek as she tried to steady herself.Time seemed to stretch on endlessly as she endured the ordeal, and eventually, the vomiting subsided, leaving her feeling utterly drained and trembling.She carefully stood up, holding