Camilla walked into her mother's bedroom, draping the curtains by the sides as she turned to see her mom waking up.
"Good morning Mama. I hope you slept well?" She asked, climbing into the bed as she wrapped her arms around her.
"Yes I did. It's just_" she trailed off, sniffling as Camilla held her closely. "Mama, you're going to make me cry. Come on." She whispered, rocking her mom back and forth on her body.
Just then, Carina walked in. Actually Carina and Camilla are twins but they're always on each other's neck.
They barely get along and their mom has done everything in her power but it seems the feud keeps on prolonging.
"Morning Mama." She said, climbing into the bed as she wrapped her arms around her mom.
Carina has always been an intelligent and sophisticated girl. When their father left with all the wealth,she almost lost It. They were just ten.
She refused to eat, sleep or do anything. She blacked out and in no time,she began mixing with Rich friends.
"Come on mama. Let's get you to the bathroom or else I'll be late for work." Camilla said as Carina scoffed.
"You can go on besides you contribute less to the family so you should be out_"
"Enough Carina!" Constanza, their mom yelled as Carina turned to look at her.
"What_? Did I say something wrong?" She asked nonchalantly as Camilla stood up.
"It's alright Mama. Come on I'll bath you." Camilla said, throwing a quick glance at Carina before walking into the bathroom.
"You always take her side that has always been the issue!" She spat before walking out of the room.
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Rooney walked into the dimly illuminated room which was filled with smoke and had a pungent smell. The copper smell of blood rushed through his nose, exciting him.
He gloried in killing, taking blood and destroying people.
A man was tied to the chair,his head hanging loosely around his neck. His breathing was laboured and he looked starved. Just the way he wanted It.
"We caught him at the casino. He's involved in smuggling the missing weapons." Pedro said as Rooney fisted his hands.
He'd finally gotten a clue to the major problem at hand. "Take his arms off." He said as the man winced.
He began to tremble as Rooney smirked. "You weren't smart at all. Did you really think my men wouldn't find out?" He asked, walking closer to him.
"His name_" he stressed.
"Oliver. Has a girlfriend and a son." Pedro finished as Rooney smirked mischievously.
"Great! Finish them off, keep him alive." He ordered as Oliver began to tremble terribly.
"Pl-ea-se" he choked the words out as Pedro chuckled.
"Next time, think twice before ruining our plans." With that,he sliced Oliver's arm away as a bone wrecking scream filled the room.
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"You don't expect me to keep a person who's always late,do you?" Mrs Dela cruz asked, signing some documents as Camilla's shoulders sagged.
"But you could reconsider. My mom_"
"Flimsy excuses! You're fired miss Jones!" She yelled as Camilla flinched.
"It's alright. Thanks anyways." She whispered, feeling dejected. Now,Carina is going to taunt her.
With her head hung low, she walked out of the hotel.
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"Boss she's throwing another tantrum." Louis said, walking into the office as Rooney raised his head. He closed his eyes for a while before opening them. "Give her the sedative." He spat as Louis nodded.
He rubbed his forehead, sighing loudly before checking his wristwatch. Exactly time for his date,he thought, walking out of the office.
Several guards followed him, getting into the Vans behind and before his car. His secretary Troy had found a date for him and he hoped It would be good.
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Monica sat, adjusting constantly on her seat as she fidgeted with her fingers. Ahhh! Curse her father. She thought as she recalled what her father had done.
Tears prickled her eyes as she sat, waiting for her next target.
She knew her father too well and what he was capable of doing. Though her father was rich,he always wanted more wealth. She even wondered if he loved her at all.
Her job here is to lure him into bed with her and make him sign a contract after making him drunk.
She sighed, bringing her hand to her trembling legs.
"You must be Monica Alberto?" The deep male voice jolted her out of her thoughts as she flinched.
"Y_yes I am." She stuttered, looking into his captivating green eyes. He had blonde hair and a dark aura around him.
She shivered at the tons of security behind him.
'can she really do this?' she asked herself, peeking at him as he sat, facing her.
"So I only know you as Monica Alberto,what more should I know?" He asked and she tried smiling boldly.
"You should know my father,he owns_"
"He owns the mill that's almost bankrupt?" He asked, cutting her short as she clamped her mouth shut.
"And the fabric industry which has lesser value than one of my sick cows?" He asked as she fisted her hands on her thighs.
"Are you trying to insult me?" She asked, holding back her anger.
"Of course not miss Alberto but I'd suggest I walk out to more important things. I know too much about you. I need someone new,less popular and more beautiful!" He spat before standing up.
"Au revoir." She watched his retreating back as she cussed,tears pooling in her eyes.
She swallowed the lump in her throat, only one thing on her mind. "You'll pay." She whispered, looking at the exit with so much hatred.
"You'll pay!"
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"Mama. Mama." Camilla called, walking into the house as she noticed It's quietness.
"Mama!" She called again,fear evident in her voice as she rushed to her mother's room.
She checked the bathroom but she wasn't there. Her heart jolted right out of her chest as she blinked back the tears.
"The kitchen,the kitchen." She muttered, rushing into the kitchen to see her mom, out of her wheelchair and lying unconscious on the floor.
