Semua Bab DIVORCED AND DESIRED: my boss’s obsession: Bab 11 - Bab 20

Chapter 12 Camilla’s eyes fluttered open. She groaned softly as she moved and her body ached. A groan escaped her lips as she sat up on the bed, taking in the sight of her unfamiliar surroundings. She cleaned her eyes, knowing they were already in Paris for their honeymoon. Vincenzo had that thing of not waking her up whenever they were in a new country. What shocked her the most was how he carried her onto the plane without waking her. She climbed down from the bed. Surprisingly, a flip-flop was placed by the side of the bed, probably for her. She slipped them on. She gazed around the beautiful, majestic room, looking for the bathroom. Her gaze landed on the glass-door bathroom, and she walked toward it, hoping to see Vincenzo in there. But when she entered, she couldn’t find him. She sighed and walked to the sink. Maybe he was attending to something. Camilla turned on the tap, washing her arms with soap. She took one of the brushes she saw on top of the sink—the unused

*Chapter 14 “I’m here,” came Camilla’s shaky voice. Vincenzo immediately turned to see her standing before him. She was shaking as if she had seen something terrifying—and he knew exactly what that was: **him**. His back was still bleeding, and he was losing strength. Camilla stared at Vincenzo like he was going to pull out a gun, point it at her head, and pull the trigger. When she had tried to run earlier, she had rushed to the door only to find it locked. She had tried knocking but got no answer, and fearing Vincenzo might hear her, she stopped. She searched for an exit, and the window was the only thing that came to mind. She tried opening it but failed. They were on the top floor, and if she attempted to jump, she would break every bone in her body—probably dying or ending up in a coma. So she took the risk to stay. *He can’t possibly kill me… right?* **“Please,”** she pleaded, her eyes watering, her voice barely audible. Vincenzo felt like he was the cause of all t

chapter 16“Camilla”He called after he saw the shocked, yet terrified look on her face. “It’s okay, I’ll just eat and go to bed.”She said, dishing out her food and clearing the place.“My parents died in a car accident, years ago. There where going for dinner, at a restaurant my mom just discovered, when a truck hit their car off the bridge into the river. It turn out that it was a hit and run plan, the truck was never found nor was the driver, or my parents body.”He said, making her turn to him, with a pitiful look on her face. He saw the look and chuckle. “Don’t give me that look, milla”He said with a sad smile, his voice soft and cold.“I’m sorry, I didn’t know”She said in a whisper, tears already gathered in her eyes threatening to fall. Just how much as he gone through? and he is still standing strong. “Don’t cry for me baby , i don’t worth your tears”He said, and turned back to his phone. He took a fork full of pasta and continued. “Just yesterday my agent called to inform m

Chapter 18WARNING CHAPTER UNEDITED.ITALY ROMA The large jet landed on the rooftop at exactly, one hour thirty minutes. Immediately the jet settled down, and the stairs was let down. Vincenzo rushed out of the jet without waiting for Camilla. It was a guard who had come with them that helped her down the jet. They got into the elevator, and it took them down to the VVIP floor. Immediately the door opened, Vincenzo rushed out. His long legs taking up the distance in a fasted pace, while Camilla had to run behind him. They got to the room where Francesa was, and met Giovanni seating on the waiting bench outside.“Where is she?”Vincenzo questioned, his tone lacking patience. “Good evening Nonno”Camilla greated, as if reminding Vincenzo what he should do. “Yeah, She’s inside the room. Some nurse’s and doctors are attending to her, They said she is out of denger for know and so is her manager. Caleb fell into Coma, he was the one who was affected the most. Francesa only fell unconsci

**Chapter 20** Camilla stood still with eyes wide open in shock. Of all the people on earth, she never imagined seeing Ryder, her ex-husband—in Italy, at the Torricelli’s hospital, in the ladies' restroom—standing in front of her, looking like a goddamn psycho. She opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. She tried to take a step back, but her legs felt too heavy and too numb to move. She wanted to scream but couldn’t find the voice to do so. For some reason, she was afraid of him. Maybe it was because Vincenzo wasn’t here, or maybe because she never expected to see him here. Her chest rose and fell at a fast pace, her breath uneven. She tried to breathe, but breathing felt too hard. It felt as if she was trapped in a tight cage—a cage so tight that she couldn’t move or cry, like she had a phobia of tight spaces. She couldn’t blink, but tears gathered in her eyes. She prayed in her mind that the goddamn bodyguard would just walk in and save her because she was taking t