Selena’s POVWhat the hell? I glared at Jake. What rubbish is he talking about? Hillary was a sweet person, a hardworking lady, a caring and loving mother to her son, and a good friend to me.He was rude to Hillary earlier, and knowing Hillary too well, I know she was offended. That was why she said nothing and just left the way she did. Jake had no right to talk down to any of my friends. No right at all.“You are married to a Marino. Don’t you think you need to be careful of who you call a friend?” Jake asked me.I felt like giving him a slap across his handsome face. I clenched my fist to avoid actually acting like I imagined. “Hillary is totally harmless, and Max is a sweet child.”“I wouldn’t say so,” Jake said.I closed my eyes and counted to ten, just as my aunt taught me to do in some uncontrollable situations. When I opened my eyes, I saw Jake looking at me like I have lost my mind. “You have no right to tell me who or not to associate with.” I paused and carried on before he
Jake's POV★FLASHBACK★“What’s going on here?” Mrs. Marino asked, walking into my office unnoticed. I quickly picked up the file from the ground, took my seat, and pretended to go through it, while Jeff just stared at me in disbelief.“Good day, ma’am,” Jeff said, realizing too late how he addressed my mom.“Ma’am? No... no, it’s mom,” Mrs. Marino stressed, correcting him. “Back to business, I came here to make sure you attend your blind dates, and mind you, number seven and nine are out of this country. Jeff, get the private jet ready,” my mom announced, strutting around my office.Sometimes I couldn’t help but forget my mom was once a model, but she always reminded me whenever she did the catwalk thing.“Yes, mom, I’ll get the jet ready, and I’ll tie him and drag him down to his dates if permitted,” Jeff pronounced his undying loyalty.“Permission granted!” Mrs. Marino gladly dished out. Jeff pulled out his tie from his collar, walking over to me, aiming to tie me down.“I’m not kn
Selena's POVI fell forward as I tripped over. I wasn’t expecting Jake to catch me, but he did. My front was pressed into his, and my braless breast felt his strong abs through the thin shirt of my nightdress. What was I thinking wearing such an exposed attire?My whole body was aware of his. I lifted my eyes to meet his, and we stood there, gazing at each other. My traitor of a body still craved his touch. The last time we were together, though I was in pain from the kidnap, I still felt Jake’s single touch on my body as I finally gave in to him.My tongue escaped my mouth and wet my suddenly dry lips, and I watched as Jake’s gaze followed this movement. My stupid heart got excited by this action. I mentally slapped myself to get normal. Instead of pushing away from him, I held on tight to him like he was my lifeline.Jake cleared his throat, which brought us both back to the hard reality of our situation. I can’t comprehend how we can easily go from barking at each other to being nic
Rose's POVI observed as my betrayer of a friend was playing with her child; she looked so happy. It didn't even show that she had been admitted to the hospital a few days back. She should still be wallowing in pain, at least to mirror the hurt she caused me, but there she was, smiling and laughing as if the world was perfect.She had turned my world upside down, so there was no justification for her current joy. Moving closer, I found it shocking that she had a kid she had been hiding. She had never mentioned her son, and I had not seen him before, even though we were close and had no secrets between us.Memories flooded back, like the moment I excitedly shared news of my engagement to Jake with Selena."Why do you have such a glow?" Selena had asked me as she joined me at our usual café.I smiled, pulling my hair back behind my ear with my ring finger. Immediately, she caught sight of the sparkling diamond stone atop the ring, she hastily drew her chair back and sat down across me.
Jake's POVI just concluded a meeting with one prospective client and made my way to my office. I checked my phone again to see if Selena had replied, but she hadn't. Why wouldn't she respond to the text I sent? Was she going to continue ignoring me?This was one thing Rose would never do. She always replied to my texts, regardless of how busy she was. Entering the main office where my secretary's office was, I saw he was talking to someone with her back to me. I waited for the person to speak; lately, I relied on people's voices now as sometimes their faces might go blurry."Rose," Jeff said."I want to see Jake. I have something to say to him now," she yelled"Rose, he..." Jeff looked at me for help."Speak," I said, bailing Jeff out from replying. Rose turned to look at me, and it pained me that I could not make out her beautiful outline clearly. I couldn't even describe how she looked, how the woman I loved appeared, whether she had grown more beautiful or not. That remained why I
Selena’s POVI drifted off to sleep as soon as my head touched the arm of the chair. I was too tired to even lift a finger after managing to get all my things into the apartment right there in the living room. Why did Jake get a penthouse? Why not a simple house with a yard? I was getting tired of all these glass houses, and the constant glow bothered me. I desired all the shiny things, but I had to hold myself back a bit.I didn't want to fall into another trap with Jake; who knew if he had installed hidden cameras around the house. I heard footsteps and opened my eyes to see Jake standing in the middle of the mess I had created. He looked irritated.I sat upright in my seat. "You're here," I said, wondering if he was done for the day. I checked my wristwatch and saw that it was only past four."What the hell is all this?" he demanded."My stuff. I haven't had the time to arrange them," I replied. Was he blind?"I can see that. My question is why? Do something about all these things
Jake's POVI was in a foul mood throughout the remaining hours I spent in the office. When it was late, I picked up my car keys and walked out of my office, losing myself in thought as I strolled. I noticed someone in Jeff's office; since the silhouette resembled a male figure, it had to be Jeff.“You're still here?” I asked my friend.“Yes, I was hoping we could go grab a drink or two together,” Jeff said. He shut off his laptop, stood up, and came over. “Are you up for a drink?”“Let’s see,” I joked lightly, and we made our way out to the parking lot, stopping there. “I think we'll be needing a ride home if we're getting a drink,” I said. I couldn't risk allowing something risky to happen at this period.“Yes, I will order a driver,” Jeff said and called the company’s substitute driver. In ten minutes, two guys arrived, and they drove us to one of my favorite bars.After taking our seats in the private room and ordering drinks, I relaxed in my chair, having left my suit in the car.
Selena’s POVI twirled again to the music, as I tried to retrieve a plate from the top cupboard, which wasn't easy. I abandoned that idea and decided to eat directly from the pot instead. My body moved to the rhythm of the music, oblivious to the fact that I was being watched.“What the hell happened to your wrist?” The sudden snap of the voice caused me to drop the spoon in my hand in fright.I turned around to see Jake looking like he wrestled last night in bed. He appeared incredibly attractive too. My hands went to my chest, still racing at his sudden intrusion. “You startled me,” I said, trying to calm my racing heart.“What happened to your wrist?” he asked again, walking closer to me. I instantly moved away from him; he stopped and frowned at my actions. “What are you doing?”“Nothing, don’t creep up on me like that again, and this?” I raised my injured wrist. “It is nothing,” I said.“What happened?”“I fell.”“You fell? I didn’t know you are clumsy with all your character tra
Epilogue || Selena's POVI thought I'd be able to sleep in today, given that yesterday was as hectic as it gets with the kids' birthday party. It was a fun-filled and fantastic day; the kids were showered with gifts from every direction.They even received some gifts they won't be able to use until they're maybe 19 years old. Their aunt Nancy went overboard with the planning and every other detail of the day.It turns out the kids don’t just have one godfather, but two—Austin and Justin also blew the kids' minds.And their grandmas? Well, I'm at a loss for words about them. Even my aunt came with a gift; she gave each child a book titled “Italian for Beginners.” Wonderful, right?The kids completely ran out of energy yesterday, so I'm baffled as to how they're up this early.By mistake, we forgot to close the bedroom door last night. Before I could get out of bed to bolt it, the door swung open, and they bounded in. I pretended to still be asleep, hoping they would bypass me and go str
Selena's POVIt's been five months now, and looking back, I find it hard to forget everything that happened after my wedding.Glancing down at my wedding ring, I kissed the tiny diamond that always reminded me of Jake. With a smile, I looked at the calendar on my desk—his return was just around the corner.I had moved the company headquarters to Italy, and surprisingly, my mother had agreed to relocate as well. She bought a new house that could accommodate 20 people, claiming she was tired of living small.She decided to keep our house in New York as is, suggesting it could serve as a venue for family gatherings.Hillary stayed behind in New York; apart from taking care of her son, she had started seeing someone, which was exciting news for everyone.The whole family rejoiced when Mr. Marino finally woke up from his long unconscious state. He was recovering well, much to Mrs. Marino's joy.The kids were adored by everyone, especially by their Aunt Nancy. Everyone was doing well.Howev
Jake's POVI entered the house, searching for my family. Voices echoed from a nearby room where I heard Selena asking Nancy how they had managed to set up the nursery so quickly. “Dada!” a little voice called out. I turned to see Jada rushing toward me, her small form barely visible beneath the layers of her adorable outfit. Bending down, I scooped her into a tight hug as she began chattering nonstop, sharing everything she thought I needed to know.Holding her close, she peppered me with kisses.“Hey,” Selena greeted with a wave.“Welcome, Sophia,” I said, placing a kiss on Selena’s forehead. She seemed eager to hear about my meeting at the station.Later that day, we gathered for dinner. The kids sat on Selena’s and my laps, stubbornly refusing their high chairs. My mother had certainly gone all out with the meal.It was heartwarming to see both families getting along well. As the evening wound down, the kids began to warm up to my mom and Nancy, who tempted them with an array of
Selena's POVA stroll on the beach and a picnic with the one I love—that was the plan after crafting a new one this morning. But here I am, driving to the airport.Mom always has her own way of doing things. I knew I hadn't been entirely open about what was happening here, but I never expected her to bring the whole family down.They even took the company jet. She must not know how to manage boarding four people. Shaking my head, I turned into the private sector of the airport.I called my mother for their location, and she directed me. The first thing I heard were the excited voices shouting, "Mama!""Mama!" Jadon ran toward me, his focus unswayed by the crowd.I dropped to my knees with open arms to welcome my beloved son. His small body fit perfectly against mine, his baby scent warming my heart. I buried my face in his soft hair, showering him with kisses.He seemed taller. Pulling back, I kissed his face. "My sweet boy, how I've missed you.""Mama, I miss you," Jadon said.I hugg
Jeff's POVThe fury within me was seething; I felt an overwhelming urge to lash out at something, or better yet, someone—specifically, the person right in front of me.I might have managed a clean getaway if Kelvin hadn't botched things by getting caught. Perhaps if I'd demanded the money sooner, I would have gained a crucial head start in my escape plan. It was Kelvin’s blunder that had left me trapped in this forsaken country.If only I had expedited my fake passport, I might have made a successful escape by sea, but the relentless police were already on my trail. They had effectively banned me from leaving the country, but I was aware of other, illicit means of escape.I refused to let anyone revel in seeing me rot in jail. And why on earth was Jake Marino here? My only recourse was to taunt him with everything I had managed right under his nose.“How did my father cause the death of your father?” Jake inquired.He seemed genuinely clueless about the connection to my father, but th
Jake's POVWe had planned to spend the day just to ourselves, and I was thrilled with the idea. Selena walked around the house, filling the picnic basket she found in the kitchen. Eventually, we found ourselves in the bedroom, Selena rifling through her packed bag in search of something suitable to wear.Although it wasn't particularly sunny outside, we were eager to enjoy the day together, hoping for a bit of sunshine as we forecast while we were at the beach.Just then, her phone began to ring. I hoped it wouldn't be a call that might dampen our spirits. She dived into her pile of clothes, searching for the phone, and resurfaced with a frown. "It's my mom," she said, her tone a mix of resignation and concern. I knew how deeply she missed the kids, avoiding calls to stave off their tears and pleas for her return.I felt a pang of guilt, aware that my needs had kept her away. My own phone started ringing, and I glanced at the caller ID before showing it to her. She sighed and gestured
Selena's POVThe morning light flooded the room when I opened my eyes, a reminder that we'd left the windows open again. I yawned and stretched, feeling the protest of my bones. The hard night at the station hadn't done me any favors. Feeling the empty space beside me, I realized Jake wasn't there. I missed waking up in his arms, but lately, our mornings had shifted; either he rose before me or vice versa.When would we find the peace we so desperately sought? As I lay there, my mind wandered back to the phone call from last night. I hadn't caught any of the conversation, only the ringing that had pierced the late silence.Was it something important? I got out of bed, went through my morning routine in the bathroom, and dressed for the day, hoping it wouldn't be spent at the police station.With Kelvin in custody, the assassin apprehended, and Diego held by New York police pending cooperation with the investigation, the immediate threats seemed contained. He would be released after th
Jake's POVI still find it hard to believe Kelvin could do such a thing to his own family. He had embezzled a significant amount of money from the company and had been deceitful in his dealings.He had several accounts, estates, and properties in his name, yet he still craved more. Wasn't he satisfied with what he had already taken?The detectives were on the hunt for someone named Mr. K, who had been collaborating with Kelvin. Since Kelvin denied any involvement with the attacks on me and the kidnapping on my wedding day, they believed there was another conspirator out there. I hoped that with Mr. K's capture, the chain of attackers would end.Looking over at the bench, I saw Selena asleep in an awkward position. I wished we could wrap up here and leave so she could get some proper rest. She had been tirelessly working the phones, to the point where her phone had run out of battery.We hadn't been able to speak to the kids, and it was clearly affecting her mood."Who do you suspect m
Kelvin's POVIn my office, I mulled over the unsettling shift in public sentiment that had started favoring Jake. Oddly enough, I had uncovered that Selena was no ordinary person; she was from a wealthy family. Yet, when I sought more information, I found no news articles about her—only a brief mention that she had two children and had once been married to someone named Diego Lorenzo.This Diego was the same individual who had contacted me months ago, offering information to undermine Jake when Mr. K mysteriously vanished.Clearly, something was amiss, and my instincts told me it wasn't good. I was about to stand up when my phone rang with a call from an unknown number.I answered, and Mr. K's voice came through. "Hello, I have something you desperately need," he said, his timing uncanny."Will it finish my brother?" I asked."Yes, but before that, you need to transfer €500 billion euros to the account I will send you.""What?" I exclaimed, incredulous. "For what information?" I deman