Camila Cabello Consequences Novels & Stories

"It's a subtle thing but we have found that professional lines are being crossed before anyone realises what's really going on." "Oh, right. Of course." Camille felt her cheeks heat with a blush. "No...I mean yes, I mean...I have been tested and no I don't have the gene." Camille felt awful for lying but she really didn't want any trouble and she was pretty sure she didn't have the gene. She would know by now, right?

“Why, Camila? I never wronged you.” Camila gave a soft chuckle, like they were just old friends catching up over coffee. “You didn’t, dear. But life did. I entered a business deal with some very powerful men, hoping your partnership would boost my returns. Instead, all the profits vanished, and my reputation was dragged through the mud.” Adriana shook her head in disbelief. “So… what? You kidnap me for what's none of my business?” Camila’s lips curled in a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. “It’s your business, Mrs. Rodriguez. I want a share of your new company. That’s all. Once I have that, we can go back to being… acquaintances.”

I responded. "So... if you take it off, you can't breath?" Jeremy asked curiously. "Well I don't know. The nurse told me that" I replied. "Well, let's take it off and see what happens" Selena curiously stated. Jeremy gave her a knock on the head "Are you crazy? Don't you understand why she is on it?" he scolded. Selena rubbed her scalp and controlled her tears. "Hey, do you want juice?" I asked. They both responded positively. I'd got provision stocked up in my drawer. "Open the lower cabinet, take what you like".

Rosella said and Camila scoffed. "Cam, I'll speak to you later. I'm about to treat her. Bye!". Rosella said before hanging up. "News does spread like wildfire". Camila mumbled as she continued taking her pictures, not like she had anywhere to post it. She wasn't on any social media network because of her parents not wanting anyone to know about her and also because of her low self esteem. She just takes pictures for the love she has for it and nothing else. 《DENIM HOME》

As Camilla exerted strength, the wig on her head was pulled off, revealing her original hair. In the past, Camilla had an unusually beautiful hair that was well maintained. As the Young Miss of Arnoult family, Camilla had many stylists and designer under her feet who were responsible for maintaining her beauty and hair. But at this moment, after Camilla lost the mask on her head, there was only a sparse and dry hair on her head, and a large piece of scalp could be seen.

I chuckled bitterly. This must be my karma for all the wrongs I did in the past. I was a ruthless leader. I must have made every employee’s life a living hell back when I was the one ruling Hacienda Camilla. And this is what I get in return: to be treated like a mere speck of dirt on my husband’s shoe.

Now it was clear who had angered him to the point of bringing out his gun. Camila's mouth fell open, the others? There were others?! "I'm ashamed of you Ruth, I'm not going to condone bad behavior." "Then don't take me as your son." Lev sighed as Camila felt more guilt erode her,maybe she should stop and terminate the pregnancy. "Maybe I will lose a son but gain a grandchild, she is staying here and that is final. We will sort this out in the morning, it's almost time for dinner."

He replies. " Someone dared to actually share such pictures? Who has the audacity..." I don't get to finish when a particular annoying face comes into my mind. " Isabella? That bitch!" I seethe, my nails digging into the soft flesh of my palm. Theo grabs my arm. "You were reckless Camilla . That's what this is about. Everyone in the pack knows about your bond with my son. Elder Stefano won't hesitate to use any opening against you, and you just gave him one. He will surely use that against you in your second hearing about dissolving your bond.Do you know the shit that people are already spreading around about you?"

Her hair was always in defined curls, mostly wrapped up in a messy bun or cascading loosely, she was so beautiful, how could anyone even think of hurting her. Camila looked up to meet my eyes, her brown eyes still dull but always held a hint of mischief and coy. She kept talking to whoever it was on the other end while looking at me, it was like she was reading my soul the way her eyes gazed. "Okay, thanks Marcel" Camila says with a toothy smile before hanging up her phone and placing it on the glass table. She ran her fingers through her hair with a sigh but the moment looked so breathtaking, she was a model of course, I would expect her composures to be nothing but perfect.

“So what did you want me to do?! Do nothing and just watch her turn the situation around and shine?!” Camila was completely hysterical, her hands shaking, unable to bear the humiliation of seeing Helena on top. “I spent so much! I ruined my image, I really hurt myself, and I lost eight million for nothing!”