Hey there, amazing readers! Here is a quick note to let you in on a little change I've made to this wonderful story. You know it as "Another Love Story: Love Don't Cost A Dime," but I've chosen to give it a shiny new title: "Entangled With My Rival CEO." Cool, right? Now, don't fret! I promise you that the story itself hasn't changed one bit. Our favorite characters are still front and center, captivating us with their sizzling chemistry and thrilling tales. I apologize if this sudden switch caught you off guard, and for any confusion caused. I just thought the new title better captured the essence of the story and would catch more eyes. Thanks for your understanding, and I hope you'll continue to enjoy the story as much as I've enjoyed writing it. Happy Reading! Love Crown.
During the second week of their pastoral honeymoon on the enchanting island of Santorini, Alexander found himself abruptly awakened by a peculiar heat that pricked through his skin, stirring him from his sleep.With a gentle flitter of his eyelids, he slowly awakened from his dreams, his senses adjusting to the waking world.As he tried to reorganize himself, he found out that Camilla was curled up closely against him underneath the sheets, clinging to him as if in search of solace or warmth.This unanticipated intimacy left him feeling stumped and a combination of concern and curiosity flooded within him, forcing his hand to carefully examine Camilla's form.Gently brushing the hair away from her forehead, at contact he detected that the heat coming from her body went beyond the bounds of normal warmth, raising alarm bells in his mind.His worry deepened as he realized she was enveloped in a feverish condition.This revelation activated a rush of concern, overshadowing the initial con
As the sun began its descent, casting its golden hues through the half-opened curtains, the room transformed into a haven of gentle radiance.Alessia sat on the cozy bed, her fingertips tracing gentle circles on Camilla's back as she lay sprawled beside her, nestled in peaceful slumber with her head resting on Alessia's lap.Ever since her and Alexander's return from the honeymoon in Santorini, Camilla had refused to leave Alessia's side.Their bond was unbreakable, and Alessia's touch expressed deep affection as she stroked Camilla's back.Each caress carried love and tenderness, creating a sense of protection and comfort.Their connection spoke volumes without the need for words.It was a silent language between them, understood and cherished.Leaning against the wall, Alexander observed the scene before him, a mingling of amusement and adoration dancing in his eyes.His arms folded across his chest, as he gazed upon Camilla's vulnerable state, her usual strength and independence mo
Late into the night, Alexander finally arrived home from the hospital, his exhaustion palpable.The house enveloped him in profound silence as he entered the living room, the weight of weariness settling upon his shoulders.Surveying the stillness, he deduced that everyone had already gone to sleep, prompting him to tread softly as he made his way up the stairs to his and Camilla's room.Ascending the staircase, his footsteps muffled by plush carpeting, Alexander finally reached the door to the bedroom.A palpable sense of anticipation hung in the air, enveloping the surroundings in a heavy stillness.Assuming Camilla was already asleep and not wanting to disturb her, he gently turned the doorknob and slipped inside the room, enveloped in darkness.But as he closed the door, the room abruptly erupted in a blaze of light, momentarily blinding him.His heart skipped a beat, and he turned toward the source, his gaze falling upon Camilla standing by the wall, her fingertips on the light sw
Vivan looked away, a flicker of sadness crossing her face before she managed a weak smile."I... I've been dealing with some health issues," she admitted, her voice carrying the weight of her struggles."But you're not here to check on me, right?" she asked, her brows slightly raised.Clarissa sighed, stepping forward and clasping and unclasping her hands. "No," she said quietly, her eyes filled with sincerity."I'm here to apologize. I regret how I acted last time, the things I said... They were uncalled for."Vivan's eyes narrowed, studying Clarissa with confusion."I'm sorry, but did Reynold put you up to this? Because if so, you really don't need to...""No, he didn't," Clarissa interjected.She sighed, licking her lips before continuing, "When I found out that you had returned to town and considering the problems I was having with Reynold, I thought you were the cause... but the harsh truth is that I am... the cause.""And I allowed my insecurities and frustrations to cloud my ju
Reynold found himself standing in solitude on the balcony, his unwavering gaze captivated by the boundless expanse of the night sky.Three days had passed since the solemn burial of Vivian, but the torrential onslaught of emotions within him remained relentless, showing no signs of subsiding.Anger, sadness, and confusion intertwined, forming a tumultuous maelstrom that threatened to consume his delicate state of mind.Releasing a weary exhalation, he looked up, yearning for solace amidst the familiar constellations that adorned the velvety canvas overhead.Memories from childhood with Vivian came rushing back, immersing him in a wave of nostalgia.One memory in particular resurfaced, vividly recounting the day when Vivian lost her mother to the same illness that would eventually claim her own life.The scene unfolded in his mind, and on that day, they found themselves outside, much like now, their gazes fixed upon the starry night sky adorned with a multitude of shimmering stars, the
The day began with a beautiful scene, as the sun embraced everything in its warmth.The sky above was a vast expanse of blue, with occasional clouds that danced with the sunlight.Camilla sat outside the garden in her parents' mansion, finding comfort on a cozy couch, basking in the sun's gentle caress.Engrossed in a conversation with her personal assistant, Lauren, the air hummed with their talk.Every word seemed purposeful, carried by the breeze to the blooming flowers nearby."Okay... The clothes look much better now," Camilla said, contentment resonating in her voice as she shared her assessment.On the other end, Lauren nodded and hummed in agreement, responding, "Yes, they do look better than before.""Hmmn... Just make sure the girls deliver it to Taylor Jones' house before the end of the day," Camilla emphasized, her tone conveying the task's importance."Her movie premiere is tomorrow, and we can't afford any delays or mistakes," Camilla added, and Lauren's commitment was e
Camilla stood before the full-length mirror, her eyes drawn to the reflection that stared back at her.A sense of wonder filled her as she beheld her own radiant beauty.Her flowing, blonde tresses had been expertly styled into a sleek ponytail, with every strand impeccably arranged.To add a touch of glamour and enchantment to her look, glistening golden hair accessories were carefully placed, catching the light and emphasizing her overall beauty.Her choice of attire was nothing short of exquisite itself, as she adorned herself in a gown of shimmering gold.But what truly took her breath away was the way the dress lovingly embraced her growing baby bump.With each gentle curve accentuated, it was as if the garment was celebrating the life within her, mirroring her inner joy and anticipation.The moment became even more special knowing that the gown was crafted by her very own group of talented interns.Their dedication and craftsmanship shone through every stitch, reflecting their r
Camilla's heart overflowed with gratitude as she and Alexander gracefully descended the magnificent staircase, their fingers delicately entwined.With every step they took, the air filled with resounding applause and exuberant cheers from the guests eagerly gathered at the bottom of the stairs, their infectious enthusiasm filling the space.As they reached the bottom, the applause grew louder, amplifying the joy that radiated from Camilla.Her smile widened as she beheld a sea of beaming faces, a mix of friends, loved ones, and all who had gathered to celebrate her special day.Brimming with pride, her parents stepped forward, enveloping her in their warm embraces.First, Fernando, her father, hugged her but not too tightly."Happy birthday, my darling... you look absolutely stunning," he whispered with a touch of nostalgia in his voice."Thank yoPapa…" Camilla said as she felt tears welling up, overwhelmed by his heartfelt words.He nodded and then stepped back, making way for her mo
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