Camilla The Secret History Novels & Stories

I was jealous of Camilla, I hated her, I disliked hearing her name or voice or anything. I’m practically jobless because I don’t have anything to do anymore as I lost almost anymore with my bitterness and jealousy. I’m always talking about Camilla and how I separated her from Daniel and how I’ll eventually marry Daniel when I’m ready. I had made them believe Camilla was a bad person, while I was the good one until Camilla returned and every one of my secrets got exposed and all my friends started avoiding me, saying I’m a bitter person and don’t want to be friends with me.

Vivianna didn’t force her, she picked Emilia up gently and held her tight to her chest They stood like that for a while, mother and daughter in a quiet kitchen, surrounded by untouched food and the smell of strawberries Later that morning after Emilia had left with her nanny, Vivianna stayed in the kitchen, she stood by the sink, staring out at the garden but not really seeing it. She heard the quiet sound of heels against the marble floor. Turning around, she saw Camila enter the room, silent as always, precise and unreadable. She'd been expecting her Camila didn’t say hello, she placed a plain white envelope and a small USB drive on the counter “Good day, ma'am ” Camila said curtly. “That

I smiled faintly— and saw her. Across the room. Lila Grant. She wore a pale champagne dress, delicate straps, a silk shawl draped over her shoulders. Soft curls. Barely-there makeup. One hand rested unconsciously on her lower abdomen. She stood beside one of Alexander’s cousins, posed as a harmless plus-one. Alexander’s eyes flicked to her. Just for a second. But the satisfaction there— the certainty— I saw it clearly. Then the Elder called for silence. It was time for the Don to speak.

Camilla didn’t want it to feel like she was fucking a random stranger. That was why she insisted on Alek telling her at least one thing about herself. Why was that so hard? She didn’t ask him to give her his heart. She didn’t want it. And now, her stupid vagina had fucked her up, making her spill a long-term secret in such a short time. She thought he was different when he made her orgasm from only his fingers. At twenty-eight, she could count on one hand the number of times she had experienced an orgasm. It was her curse. A curse she wanted to break now Alek had touched her.

' Camilla pushed Vivian into the car not giving her a chance to protest. 'Camilla wait.' Vivian called after her before she could leave. Camilla came back to stand by the window with a questioning look. 'Where did you learn all of this anyway?' Vivian narrowed her eyes, 'Don't tell me there's a man you're secretly seeing.' Camilla laughed with a snort, 'Pfft what? No.' She leaned over, 'Let me tell you a secret, I've never had a boyfriend before.' Vivian gave her a look of disbelief,

“To prove I’m not the crack in Riccardo’s kingdom. I’m the lock.” Meanwhile, Riccardo received an anonymous package on his desk. Inside was a single photograph. Grainy. Black and white. Camilla—years ago—standing outside a courthouse, speaking to Elias Black. No timestamp. No location metadata. Just enough to stoke the fire. He studied the image for a long time. Not because he doubted Camilla’s loyalty now—but because he needed to know how many more shadows followed her into his world. And whether she was still hiding them from him.

Tubes where connected into her body, tears welled up in her eyes as she held herself from letting them fall. She leaned in and whispered into Kayla’s ear, thinking that it was the only way Kayla could hear her. “Kayla, it’s me. Camilla. I just want to tell you to wake up soon, i miss you so much.”Camilla whispered into Kayla’s ear. She smiled as she leaned back, on her chair. “Brought a basket of fruits for you, will give it to the nurse’s.”Camilla said. THE MORRIS HOUSE.

But Camilla stood there, her piercing gaze freezing me. "April, what's going on?" Camilla's urgent voice cut through my haze. My mind went blank. I tried to hide the bag, but it was too late. Camilla's eyes locked onto it, shock and concern etched on her face. "Where did you get this?" she pressed, her gaze unrelenting. Fear gripped me. My secret was exposed. "Camilla, please... just leave me alone," I stammered, desperate to sound convincing.

Author's POV Camilla scoffed as she watched Haynes leave Luca's side. She was in the club, at the bar, her seat coincidentally backing Luca's. She had heard everything he had talked about to Lilith and even the argument with Haynes. She was putting a face cap on so she wasn't even noticed. She found out a dark secret Luca must be willing to keep from Sabrina for years, but that wasn't what made her get worked up, it was the argument with Haynes.

"Asher is my son in every way that matters. I raised him. I loved him. But... no, I didn’t give birth to him." "You think you know the whole truth," Camilla began quietly, her voice hoarse. "But there’s more. Much more." Olivia didn’t reply, letting the silence draw out, knowing that Camilla was gathering herself for something deeper, something she had been hiding for years. Camilla turned to face her, and her eyes were distant, as though she were seeing something far away, from another time.