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.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, we have reached the conclusion of our art display for today with yet another stunning piece by the owner of our host gallery, Mr. Reynold Becknard. Please join me in welcoming him as he shares his allegorical painting of a woman and provides us with his thoughts behind it."A round of applause fills the room as Reynold steps up to the stage, eyes shining with pride.The auctioneer invites Reynold to the center and with a humble smile, Reynold takes a deep breath and speaks, "Thank you all." He quiets the applause."This painting embodies the strength and elegance of women everywhere. The depicted woman symbolizes the resilience and perseverance inherent in all women. It's a homage to the inspiring women in my life, particularly my mother and wife."Reynold pauses, surveying the audience with a warm gaze, lingering on the artwork.He continues, "Every brushstroke and color was meticulously selected to embody the essence of femininity and the significant impact wo
Harriet smiled back. "That's great, sweetie."Just then, a woman dressed in a fancy, bright red dress appeared behind Harriet, her dark curls cascading down her shoulders.She was accompanied by a younger man, who was also dressed in formal attire."Mom!" Isabel cried out as she went over to hug the woman, who patted her on the back."Hey, honey," the woman replied.Harriet gasped as she turned to look at the duo. "Didn't you two say you weren't coming?""We decided to surprise you, grandma," the young man spoke softly beside the woman.Harriet gazed at the new arrivals for a moment before turning back to Camilla and Alexander, who was already staring at the woman with a sheepish grin."Dear," Harriet addressed Camilla. "This is Harvey, Alexander's mother."Camilla smiled slightly and nodded, extending her hand towards Harvey."Oh no, dear," Harvey said, putting her arm around Camilla and pulling her close into a warm embrace. "I prefer a hug."Then, Harvey pulled away from Camilla, sm
"You Bastard... How dare you!" Alexander growled in anger, ready to deliver another blow to John who was trying to get up, blood dripping from his mouth and nose.However, he was stopped by Reynold, Charles, and several other men who had rushed out of the hall along with everyone else who had been there, drawn by the commotion and noise outside.The crowd had gathered around them, with cameras flashing everywhere.The commotion was intense, and it seemed as though everyone was trying to get a glimpse of the situation."What on earth is happening here?" Harriet spoke, clearly agitated by the scene involving her grandson."You should ask your grandson, old woman!" John yelled, holding his bleeding nose in pain. "He started it!""You liar! You provoked him!" Camilla retorted, visibly angry.It was clear she was trying to control herself, not wanting to escalate the already heated situation."Oh, shut up you slut!" John shot back, which was all it took for Alexander to break free from the
The car was filled with silence as Camilla drove down the familiar route. She glanced over at Alexander and noticed that his head was down, and his bloodstained knuckles were still clenched tightly."Are you okay?" she asked, her tone filled with concern.Alexander didn't look up at her, simply responding in a cold tone, "I'm fine."His curt answer caused Camilla's brow to furrow. He wasn't sounding like the playful and cocky Alexander she had become accustomed to over the past few weeks. She turned her gaze back to him again."You don't seem to be," she said, her words carrying a great deal of worry in her tone, despite her attempts to hide it with just a natural concern."I'm fine, honestly. Don't worry about me," he replied, finally lifting his head to look her in the eyes.His blue eyes reflected an emotion she couldn't identify, an emotion she so badly wanted to question. But she felt like she shouldn't push him further and sighed softly, "Okay then," she whispered.With convicti
A man stood gazing out of the window, his eyes fixed upon the boundless blackness beyond the glass.Detached from the world around him, he felt adrift in a tempest of doubt.His mind was consumed by his life and its uncertain direction.Just then, a gentle arm wrapped around his waist, drew him into a comforting embrace.He didn't need to look to know it was his wife. Her distinct fragrance confirmed her presence."Hi," she whispered softly into his ear. Her hands wandered up under his pyjama shirt, tracing soothing patterns across his skin."You're back," he said simply, his gaze still fixed on the window.She hummed contentedly, her face nuzzling closer to his earlobe.Despite her busy schedule running her modeling agency, Luminous Stars Modeling Agency, Clarissa always tried to spend quality time with her husband and children.However, she often felt that it wasn't enough to make up for the time she had to spend away from them.Clarissa was aware that her husband was probably mad
As Camilla relaxed in her office chair, she leisurely spun it back and forth while absentmindedly twirling a pen between her teeth.A sheepish smile lingered on her lips, reflecting her mixed emotions of embarrassment and disbelief about the events with Alexander the previous night.Despite replaying every moment in her head, she was still trying to understand everything.She had long suspected his feelings for her, but his direct confession had taken her by surprise.Suddenly, the door to her office swung open, the click-clack of her PA's shoes interrupting her thoughts.Lauren approached Camilla's desk with a broad smile, "Someone's in a good mood today?" she remarked.Camilla smiled back, "I'm always in a good mood. What are you talking about?" She chuckled as Lauren rolled her eyes."Not since the thing between you and Mr Cena," Lauren said, shaking her head while setting down files on the desk."But you came to the office practically bouncing off the walls this morning. I have a f
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