"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
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
•~•~•~•~•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
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
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