Novel & Cerita Camilla The Secret History

The maid sighed as she took a quick peek at the Princess from the slightly gaping door. "What have the cruel Prince done to this poor young lady to make her act this way?" She shivers at the thought of the Princess getting punished sadistically. And Mary became even more terrified as she considered the possibility of the Prince tormenting the Princess into killing herself. The idea was not impossible since the Prince is well known in the Lilac Palace to be a ruthless killer, though that secret only remains inside the palace walls. Anyone who leaks this secret is punishable by death. Gaining a little courage in approaching the Princess, Mary tried her shot in helping her. "Princess Lianne?...

That made her the perfect candidate for wife at the moment. Every girl that Henry had dated since Amanda had been has been some variation of a gold digger. They knew that he was the favorite grandson of Henry MacArthur and had been raised by him. The last girl he had dated had been the last straw. Rachel had seemed like such a sweet girl and they had dated for two years. Henry had been about to propose to her when his grandfather had come to him with a proof that Rachel had created an entire image to lure him in and get access to his wealth and trust fund. Rachel had always seemed like a simple girl who didn’t like makeup and wore mostly floral dresses but his grandfather had proved to him t

And the game—the deadly game for Noah’s soul—had only just begun Camilla: Camilla lingered just beyond the study door, the muffled voices of Iris and Callum floating through the heavy wood. She pressed her back to the wall, eyes narrowed, heart pounding. She pulled the worn folder from inside her coat—pages full of confidential files, encrypted messages, and faded photographs. The weight of secrets she carried was almost unbearable. They think I’m a traitor, she thought bitterly. But they don’t understand. I’m trying to protect them—from Wren and from himself.

Sadiqah announced and Aziza swallowed hard , not sure of what to say. “He saved her number with Black beauty. You need to see how shameless this lady chat with Musadiq... See , I took some pictures of their chats.” She said to Aziza , she took out her phone and showed her co some of the pictures of the messages she took from their husband.

Her hands started shivering when all of her colleagues started gathering around her with bewildered and emulous looks. Suddenly she heard someone switching the TV on and her ears were abruptly filled with the news, "From our sources, we were able to get the pictures of Alexander Kingston' secret girlfriend, surprisingly his girlfriend is none other than his own secretary Isabella Watson." Her eyes brimmed with tears, and she wasn't able to raise her head anymore. She couldn't face anyone right now. She didn't want to be the focus of attention where she would be called names without any reason. "Isa," Nick tried to call out to her, but she was absolutely disoriented. This was not what she wan

I remark. "I believe you, boss," he murmured, nodding his head. "Did you discover anything about Camilla's secret relatives?" "Yes, boss, she as a sister hidden in America; who just graduated from high school last year and is preparing to start college this year." He informs me. "Very good, I want her here in twenty-four hours," I said, and David quickly nodded and exited my living room.

was the last thing he said before I decided to drop the call. Why did I even bother asking my father for something I knew he wouldn't do? My father is a powerful man and yes, I decided to leave his wing and live as a normal person because of Theo Delfin. Theo did not come from a wealthy family and I have no problems with that. Back then, I liked him too much and I knew he would not even dare look at me if he knew who I am. In order for him to notice me, I pretended to be someone else. In this world, I am not Saskia Smithsonia. I am Valerie Damer -- using my mother's maiden name. To Theo, I am someone who is exactly like him.

“Noooooo, why would you say something like that.? “Because you are blushing. So if you weren't masturbating…. What were you doing?” “So what if I was masturbating. Am I the first person to do it in this world?” I hissed at him because he is already making me angry. “Yes, I was masturbating. What now?” “No, I just wanted to know. No more.” He replied He turned to leave, as he was about to close the door. His head popped in again. “Ohhh your secret is safe with me. Don't worry.” He whispered before shutting the door. I was breathing heavily from my little outburst. 'ohh my God, what have you done Camilla? You just set yourself up.’ I was reprimanding myself. I just hope my secret is safe with

I was about to put my phone down when another message came through. Camilla. My face lit up without thinking. Just the sight of her name brought a warmth I didn’t know I’d been missing. “You home?” the message read. “I’m bringing coffee. And gossip. No arguments.” I let out a breath that almost became a laugh. Six years ago, I met Camilla in La Sereta Nera—a world wrapped in silk and shadows, in rules written in blood and secrets. A dangerous world neither of us chose, but both of us were forced to survive.

she began, and she saw Allen's blue eyes shimmer with curiosity as he leaned in a little towards her, and she continued, “I'm telling you this because I see you as my brother and very close friend. I have told no one else.” Even though his heart fluttered in his chest that Camilla could trust him with a secret, the latter words she spoke stabbed him ruthlessly across the chest. He didn't want her to see him as a brother. He wanted something more. “I think I'm getting too attached to him,” Camilla confessed. Slapped by her words, Allen sank back into the soft, comforting embrace of the armchair. His mouth was slightly ajar with surprise while Camilla rambled on.