“Ladies and gentlemen, please rise as our lovely bride-to-be makes her entrance.”All eyes turned to the grand stairs as Camila descended. Gasps of awe rippled through the room as they gazed upon her rare beauty.Even Alex was held spellbound. Camila was gorgeous. She was dressed in a sheer silver dress that hugged her curves like a glove and flared widely at the knees, sweeping the floor behind her. It was obvious from the thousands of diamonds that shimmered and winked on the delicate material that the dress must’ve cost upwards of a million dollars. Her shiny dark hair lay in waves around her shoulders and light makeup accentuated her soft, beautiful features. All in all, she looked like a fairy princess that fell from the sky. Camila never got the opportunity to answer all of Alex’s interrogations a while ago because an army of servants had suddenly appeared out of nowhere to help her get ready for the party. But Alex swore that he’d find the answers he was searching for soon

Dear Diary, Mendez got a restraining order against me today. I cannot go within twenty four metres of him or his house. I know he did it to stop me from having access to my property documents which he keeps in his house, but that’s fine. I’ll think of a way to get my documents back. I will never let them take over my company and that’s my vow…”Alex flipped to the next page. It seemed that his grandfather’s entries were becoming even more interesting.He noticed that there were blotches on the page and the ink looked like it had been washed with something. “Dear, Best friend.They killed my wife today. The Capo of the Spanish wife ordered that my wife should be killed and I couldn’t even do anything to help her because I’m kept captive here.They sent men to assault and murder Beatrice, and then had the audacity to replay the entire scene on television at dinner like it was the daily news. I’m writing this entry from the dungeon because I flipped out when I saw that video. The two

Alex was speechless. He stared at Camila, momentarily conflicted.“Isn’t this what you wanted?” He asked calmly. “You asked me to stay out of your personal life. You asked me not to pry… and that’s exactly what I’m doing. What’s the problem?”Camila heaved a sigh, leaned back against her seat and shut her eyes for the next few seconds. When she opened them, she looked spent… exhausted.“I miss you.” She whispered. “I miss you so much, David. I really wish I didn’t have to marry Hugo but I have no choice. What should I do? Help me.”More tears slithered down her smooth cheeks and Alex’s self control nearly snapped. He dropped his cleaning supplies and came closer, pausing just beside her table.“If you need my help, you’re gonna have to tell me what’s going on. Everything.”She blinked at him. “Won’t you hug me first? Won’t you comfort me?”Alex nearly leapt forward and wrapped her in his arms but he physically forced himself to stay put.“The fact that I’ve decided to help you doesn’t

After waiting for another fifteen and staring at the door longingly, Camila finally accepted the fact that Alex just wasn’t going to show up. He’d abandoned her. Her heart was breaking into pieces deep within her chest but she’d already vowed not to shed another tear for a man.She glanced at her Rolex, her eyes widening in shock when she saw how much time had gone.“Shit! It’s already two minutes to ten o’clock?”All her sorrows forgotten, she hurriedly slipped on the shoes she’d abandoned and made her way towards the conference room.Thankfully, when she finally made it, the Alvaro’s hadn’t arrived yet. Mrs. Maria’s lips curled in a frown when she saw her.“Oh, thank God you’re here. Where were you and what were you doing?”Camila lowered her head.“I’m sorry, aunt.”Mrs. Maria gave her narrow-eyed, suspicious look.“What the heck happened to your make-up? Were you crying?”Alarmed, Camila’s head snapped upwards.“Crying? No, of course not.”“Then why is your makeup looking all sm

Tariq’s words settled around the room like dust on a dark, gloomy night.No one said anything for the next few seconds. The room was as quiet as a graveyard… until Mendez broke the silence.“What’s your evidence that you’re really Alexander’s son? You could just be a scam trying to get money from us.”Tariq tried to argue but Alex hurriedly cut in;“There’s no need to enagage them in a fruitless argument when we can just show them prove.”He lifted a finger and one of his guards, Peter, came forward with a briefcase. He retrieved a few papers from the briefcase and handed them to Alex who in turn gave the papers to Mendez.“In case you’re wondering, that’s the DNA test result. It was conducted by Alexander himself before he passed as evidence that I’m really his biological grandson. If you check the date, that test was conducted almost twenty four years ago. Do you believe me now?”Mendez ran his eyes through the papers, his heartbeat tripling with shock. “It can’t be. It can’t fuck