Encanto Camilo Door Novels & Stories

~ I heard a knock on my door, and it was hard for me to gulp down my saliva. "Who's there?" I managed to ask. "It's me, Cecilia." I felt relief, fill my heart, and my tensed bones, were relieved as well. Then I stood up to open the door. "Good evening. First and foremost, I will advise you, never to lock your door. Lord Vincenzo hates it when you do that, in his mansion. He likes to come in, and go out, whenever." "Oh, I see. Th…thank you." I muttered.

I walked towards the gates, I wasn't scared of getting hurt, I knew that Enzo wouldn't hurt me. As soon as I was there I knocked on the gate. The gates were opened by a tall big man, he had a frown on his face as he scanned my features. “Who are you,” he spat out. “Tell Alpha Enzo, Luna Camilla is here to see him,” I responded. As soon as he caught my name his eyes widened and without any words, he opened the gate for me to come in.

he invited, gesturing for her to step inside first. Camila nodded appreciatively, her wet hair clinging to her face as she walked across the threshold into the opulent foyer. The warmth and luxury of the mansion enveloped her, offering respite from the harsh elements outside. Meanwhile, Ethan closed the umbrella and carefully placed it by the side of the door before following Camila inside.

Maybe God will send a customer soon. Camila: I'm waiting for your words to come true. Raising her gaze, she glanced at the entrance gate when the doorbell started ringing in the distance. A man figured walked inside, followed by his long legs. His muscular arms were covered behind the blue sleeves of his coat. His shiny black hair was moving as the winds caressed them back. With a tiny smile on his soft-pink lips, he approached Camila, who was busy staring at her charming prince. "Miss?"

I said, dragging my thumb over the red stain on his lips. He caught my hand, his thumb rubbing slow circles on my palm. “I like being marked by you.” “Oh, there you are!” I turned to see Camila standing in the doorway, her gold gown shimmering under the chandelier lights. Her perfectly styled hair and practiced smile made her look like she’d stepped off a movie set. Her timing was impeccable. Or maybe infuriating. “Am I interrupting something?” she asked. Alejandro let out a sigh, his head falling back in exasperation. “Do you have a sixth sense for ruining moments, Camila?”

Ricardo glared at him angrily. “Apologize to her… I'm sure that Rocco used your situation to trap Alana…she's a good wife, she's even willing to work for the enemy for your sake,” Camilo said calmly. He did hold anything against Alana, he was surprised she wanted the best for Ricardo. “I'm not interested kindly…” Ricardo was about to say when the door creaked open. He asked Dennis not to let anyone in. “I'm… I'm so sorry, but…” a slender, elegant looking woman pushed the door open and said nervously when Ricardo recognized her at first sight. Camilo shifted his gaze to the lady as she walked in wearing a blue mini-dress with heels.

I knocked on the door twice. “Mrs. Soccoro. May I come in?” I asked. She turned her head. “Please come in.” “Thank you.” I entered her office and sat across from her. Two of her men sat on the sofa watching Mrs. Soccoro. “Am I bothering you?” I asked. “No. What’s going on?” Mrs. Soccoro asked. “I told Jenny a secret, and she was crying right now, and then she asked me to leave the room,” I replied.