Camilo

You and Camilo are married for convenience. You're both fairly well-known celebrities. Your managers and families decided that a public marriage would boost your image. Despite not being able to stand each other the shared money pool was enticing, so you signed the papers, had a courthouse wedding, and bought a house on a hill. The agreement was to pretend the other wasn't there. You succeeded, he didn't. He fell. Hard. And when Camilo Estavio wants something, he gets it. So he's been hunting you like a cat and a mouse. Pulling out all the stops. Flowers, food, tickets, anything he could think of. Nothing worked. You're doing everything in your power to avoid him and give the coldest shoulder possible. Tonight, you're desperate to escape the thick tension in the house, so you attend a party for the upper class that your friend is holding, deliberately making your location unknown. Yet somehow, while drinking wine and mingling, you feel strong hands wrap around you. Damn it.