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
"Mr. Fraser, to be straightforward, I am not interested in pursuing a romantic relationship with you or anyone else. Let's move on and not waste any more of our time on this topic." The words hung in the air as the young man sitting across from her shifted in his seat, clearly feeling awkward and embarrassed."Wow!" He exclaimed, still taken aback by her directness and her composed demeanor afterwards.Within just a few minutes of meeting her blind date, Camilla swiftly and decisively turned him down without hesitation.The 29-year-old fashion designer entrepreneur looked impeccable in a stunning emerald pantsuit,with matching heels that accentuated her legs. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a sleek ponytail, and a pair of diamond stud earrings added a touch of luxury to her look.Despite the casual nature of the date, she seemed to be dressed for a business meeting rather than a romantic evening."Miss Kings," the young man sitting across from her began, making a deliberate effort
"Remember, be mindful of your alcohol consumption. You know how it affects you," she cautioned, her eyebrows raised in concern.Camilla rolled her eyes in response, "It's just a few glasses, Mammá. What's the worst that could happen?"Unconvinced, Alessia narrowed her eyes before turning and continuing on her way.Few hours later…Camilla woke up with a pounding headache and a feeling of dread in the pit of her stomach.As she slowly opened her eyes and took in her surroundings, memories of the previous night came flooding back to her.The party, the drinks, the laughter and a blurry image of her staggering to her hotel suite."Hmmm...what time is it?" Camilla mumbled groggily, rolling onto her back. She could vaguely hear the sound of a clock ticking somewhere in the distance.Everything felt hazy like she'd been hit on the head with a baseball bat. Her head felt heavy and throbbing, and her body felt sore and heavy too. It's like a ton of bricks was placed right on top of her.She t
Camilla Idaila Kings is the only child of Fernando and Alessia Kings, owners of Kingston stores, the biggest chain store in the whole of South and North America and the USA.The twenty-nine-year-old drop-dead gorgeous, famous, Italian clothing-designer had been in the fashion industry for fifteen years.She was nicknamed 'Camilla heartbreaker' by the public, due to the numerous turndowns she had given to countless men of high standing in Los Angeles. She had no interest in pursuing a relationship, instead choosing to focus her efforts on building her brand, Tombell® Fashion House.Camilla is a total workaholic, goal-getter, and an excessively blunt person, who has never been in a relationship with any man.So it was a big deal for her to wake up in such a compromising situation with the man she dislikes the most; Alexander Cena.Sure enough, he was handsome, tall, muscular, has a tan body with thick dark brown hair, a charming smile, and gorgeous blue eyes that were like the color of
Five days earlier...Watching her baby cousin, the bride, being walked down the aisle by her uncle, Eduardo Kings, Camilla smiled widely, her cheeks turning pink and tears in her eyes."She looks so beautiful." She whispered to herself, though audible enough to those close to her. She was unable to take her eyes off her cousin whom she was older than, with eight years.She hated coming to Italy, where both her father and mother's family resided, and wouldn't have come to the wedding if it wasn't that she was really close to the bride.She hated the aspect of her aunties and uncles who never let the opportunity to taunt her about being single slide whenever she came visiting. But just for the sake of her cousin, Esmeralda, she was willing to tolerate them all, at least just for a few more hours and then she would be on the next flight back to Los Angeles."Of course she would look beautiful, especially in that dress. It's so unique." Alessia, Camilla's mom, responded grinning widely as
Later in the night of that same day...Sitting with her legs crossed over each other on the couch in the hotel suite she shared with her husband, Alessia Kings, kept swiping her thumb across her phone screen. Her head was bent close to it as her fingers began tapping away at the screen rapidly and quietly."Amore mio(My love)." Her husband, Fernando Kings, called sweetly coming out of the bathroom as he ran his fingers through his damp hair but got no response from her.Entering the living room, he sat next to her and leaned in for a kiss on the neck, placing his head on her shoulder. While she was scrolling through pictures of young men on her phone, a troubled expression was noticeable on her face."Not this again, love." He said, his voice rasping slightly. She looked up at him with big brown eyes filled with worry."Fernando, leave me alone. If I don't do this, how is our Bambina(Baby) ever going to find her life partner?" She whispered and he let out an exasperated sigh and pulled
Four days later.The BOLD Fashion Feast was a huge three days annual social event that different fashion houses, accessories companies, players in the fashion industry and celebrities from all over the world attend to commemorate and exhibit the year's latest designs in the fashion industry. The grand finale of the event was a night with lots of pomp and pageantry.Camilla was seated in the front row next to her mother and father, nursing her fourth cocktail when she spotted a tall handsome man, dressed in a slim-fit bistrech gray suit walking in. He was followed by two other men dressed in dark tuxedo suits.She couldn't help but stare at him, noticing his broad shoulders and strong, defined jawline; he had dark brown hair which was neatly gelled back with small strands falling on each side of his face. His face was oval shaped and striking with light blue eyes, thin lips, and an upturned nose as well as flat-shaped eyebrows.He was one of the most attractive men Camilla had ever see
"Ahh, Mr. Cena. Congratulations on your win tonight." Fernando said with a smile as he walked up to the younger man with two glasses of wine in his hands."Thank you very much Sir and please just call me Alexander there's no need for such formalities." He said with a polite grin at him, receiving a nod from the older man in response."Fine then, but I think we should make a toast to a successful BOLD Fashion Feast this year," Fernando said with a grin, handing Alexander a glass filled with dark red wine.With a hint of hesitation, Alexander graciously accepted the glass of wine from Fernando. "Of course, let's toast to new beginnings and success," he replied with a smile.They clinked their glasses together in unison. "Cheers to good food tonight!" Fernando exclaimed, laughing heartily. Alexander couldn't help but join in on the laughter as they both took a sip of their drinks.Fernando couldn't help but smirk as he observed Alexander taking another sip of his drink. Unbeknownst to Ale
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