Camila Cabello Consequences Novels & Stories

"Worth it? I remember there wasn't much for me to walk away with back then. And you were lucky to get the company, even if you had to wait for the payouts. I had to find my own way; I even had to sell a kidney just to make a dent. It left me with barely enough, and I still had to take a loan to build my brand. So yeah, it does matter." Cole ran a hand through his hair. "I'm just trying to protect us, okay? I can help you any way I can. I'm glad we're finally out of Julie's hair, and now you're trying to stir up trouble with her." Camila chuckled, really looked at Cole in disbelief. "Sometimes I wonder if you really are my brother; you sound like a coward." "Camila, you don't understand—" "Go

***** Camellia took the strands of hair she got from the children to a doctor, together with the strands she got from Alexa. 'When will the result be out?' she asked. 'Tomorrow morning', the doctor replied. 'Can't the result be prepared faster?' Camellia asked. 'I'm sorry, Miss er...' he started but his mouth dropped open at the sight of the wads of notes, Camellia had brought out from her bag. 'You were saying?' Camellia asked, offering him the notes. 'That the result can be prepared faster!' he said, trying to take the wads from Camellia who drew it back from within his grasp.

Candela said, looking at the destroyed plates. Camilla's face twitched. "What the hell happened?" Candela asked. "Um..a little accident." Camilla lied. Candela scoffed. "You will pay for it." "He actually did it, ma'am. Not me." Camilla defended. "I don't care. You are responsible for his welfare. You should be careful." "I apologize, ma'am," Camilla said. "Get the fuck out of my sight," Candela said, walking ahead as she shook her head.

"There is now." Camila completely loses the battle against laughter. I look at her. "This is your fault somehow." "How?" "You encouraged them." "I absolutely did not." Mrs. Harper pats Camila's shoulder. "Don't listen to him." "I wasn't planning to." Camila opens another article. Her eyes widen. "Oh no." I immediately look over. "What happened?" She turns the screen toward me. A headline stretches across the page. THE NATION'S FAVORITE POWER COUPLE SPOTTED ENJOYING A NORMAL DATE.

"Well if you weren't born then maybe he would have chosen me." I rolled my eyes and scoffed. "So it's my fault that I was born? Wow!" "You know what, shut up! The bottom line is that somebody is going to pay and it has to be you." "Then let me pay and let Camilla go. She hasn't done anything to you and she has two small kids that need her." I pleaded. The moment I mentioned Camilla's kids, I saw his face soften. "She has kids?" "Yeah. All your stalking and you didn't know that."

she finally sighed, relaxing a bit. "just one more, baby that's all I need from you, the baby is almost here" Ace said to her, pushing wet locks of her hair out if her face. "Can't Ace" she was breathing heavily now, trying to regain lost strength. "you have to do this Mila, for me, for Roman, for the baby, come on girl, you can do it". Camila seemed to take his word of encouragement because she screamed loudly, pushing as hard as she could and the baby slipped right out. she sighed loudly and collapsed on the bed. She was out. Ace stared at her for a moment as the nurses rallied around attaching this and that.

Whispering shit just loud enough that my instincts caught it but my ears didn’t. I ignored it. I had more important things to deal with than fucking rumors or stares from people who couldn’t mind their business. First thing first… I had to find a damn solution for Camila’s headache. Whatever she felt back there on the couch… that pain, the way her body jolted—how her hand clutched her temple like someone had stabbed her in the brain? That wasn’t normal. And it sure as hell wasn’t just a headache. No. That was a reaction.

While the rest of the five foreigners were taken away, Camila was the last person remaining for Alpha Collins to conclude on. "Take her away for the pregnancy test, to know if she's pregnant or not. If she's pregnant, she should be assigned as a slave and not punished like the rest four who are defaulters, except for the young doctor among them who is on tourist attractions. If Camila's not pregnant, she should be severely flogged for a week before being assigned to a more brutal slave task. Is that understood?" Alpha Collins questioned the head guard, and the head guard bowed and responded, "Yes, Alpha." "Take her away too..." Alpha Collins dismissed, and the meeting finally came to an end

“You’re enjoying this?” “Maybe,” she said with a small shrug. “He cornered me well.” I stepped closer, hands braced against her desk. “Mother, what the hell were you thinking? Elijah humiliated Camila in front of everyone. Do you have any idea the damage he caused? Every ally, every partner, every bloodline we work with will not be pleased. He disgraced our name.” She lifted an eyebrow. “Your sister disgraced herself. Let’s not rewrite history.”