Selene's POV.The sound of the alarm clock going off had me jumping out of bed. This wasn't supposed to be happening!I turned, seeing Jakob still snoring slightly in his naked glory! Shit! Julie freaking warned me yet I went ahead to do what I wanted and now I regretted it. I shouldn't have agreed to take that drink with him. Now here I was trying to struggle with my dignity. How were we supposed to look at each other tomorrow? I gathered my things frantically, rushing out while cussing myself for taking a wrong step. Everyone was going to blame me for this nonsense. I brought it all upon myself and no one could save me. I wished that he wouldn't come looking for me. I was going to chase him away and pretend like I wasn't with him the other night. Where to go! Where to go? If I decided to go home, I would need to board a taxi but that means that I was going to be late to the meeting I was supposed to have todayHoly shit! It was just two glasses of wine and here I was acting
Jakob's POV. "Hey, babe!" Mia jumped into bed, "Hi.""Just hi?" She asked with a slight raise of her brow. "I thought you would be happy to see me. I have been gone for some time now and this is how you welcome me?" She whispered as though I had committed a huge crime. "I don't think it is right for you to go out so late and return expecting me to welcome you with open arms." I responded sincerely.It would be a different case if she knew what was right and decided to do it but in this situation she was only getting on my last nerve. Someone had to speak sense into her head to make her realize how important her actions impacted me. She had the audacity to blink as though she wasn't in the wrong. "I know, right? I'm sorry. I just had to meet up with my clients so that I could finalize a few things.""Excuses upon excuses. How long do you think I'm going to last with this? Sometimes even the affectionate deserves affection. You do not care about how I feel or live. It's all about y
Selene's POV. I was restless when I kept on thinking about what Jakob was facing in the hands of a two-timing bitch. How the hell was I supposed to tell him without him feeling like I was trying to sabotage his peace with a woman who didn't give two hoots about him? While it might sound a little bit strange I knew that he was going to make a huge deal out of it and now I was going to be left with no choice but to retaliate. I didn't want to be called a homewrecker essentially after the first fights that we had. "Ma'am, I will be closing early today because I need to pick up some groceries at the store. Do you want me to do any shopping for you?" Julie, my assistant, spoke. I wrinkled my nose because food was the last thing on my mind. I had more pressing issues that would make more sense if they were addressed than just eating. I wanted to prove to that man that the woman he thought he knew was far from the truth. My head was spinning and at the same time I was still trying to f
Selene's pov"Tell me something different than I would quickly believe you over anything else that you have in mind to say." Julie spoke up as soon as her boyfriend exited my house. I had to cancel the meeting that I had so that I would not look like I was stressing myself out over something out of my control. Getting out of hand and all I needed was some peace and quiet. "That boy isn't straightforward with you and I'm only hopeful that you can see this before getting into any more relationship with him. He knows that I probably hate his gods and he will do everything to separate us just to prove that I am not what I claim to be." Julie sank to her knees, thinking of what just happened. Her boyfriend had not even given her a time of the day to discuss properly as he kept on with his excuse or having some work to do. As one who wouldn't like to be the ringer of bad news, I had to disgrace his efforts."And you don't think that you read wrong? I mean not everyone is a bad person and
Selene's POV. It was almost as though as soon as she mentioned pregnancy I started to feel all the symptoms of pregnancy coursing through my bones. My lips had an acquired bitter taste, which didn't seem like it was going to leave anytime soon, but I was happy about it and refused to allow myself to have another motive for this. I headed down to the hospital because I needed to be sure of what was going on. I needed to be aware that I had not stupidly gotten pregnant for a man who didn't care about me one bit. This was going to be the most disastrous thing that I have ever done, and I honestly wouldn't want to be caught in such a dilemma. "Stop panicking and just take the test," Julie said. My assistant wasn't privy to my personal life as much as her words were welcome I still felt like I needed to put some boundaries between us so that things did not get out of hand. "No one in their normal senses is going to be happy to be pregnant for a man who doesn't even care about them!
Selene's POV. I had never experienced such amount of drama in my entire life and this wasn't something that I looked forward to. In fact, I thought that I had a wrong perception of a lot of things, but now I just figured out that I might have been stupid all along.I needed to contact him but I didn't want my child to become a tool for him to come back into my life. If I had known right from the start, I would have never made any stupid mistakes. Now, I needed to bear the brunt of it while still hoping that one of these days, I would be able to get out of this mess. "How are you coping with the information? I know that it might not be very easy but it is all dependent on how you see it." My friend Julie spoke. Assistant Julie also sat at my table looking at me with sympathy in her eyes. "I don't even know what to say concerning this regarding the fact that you have been the one always guiding me so far so I know that it is just a huge mistake."I shook my head at their choice of
Selene's POV. "You came to fight me. How rich! I have just been waiting for someone to make a mockery of themselves and you have done Justice to that." I responded not even in the mood to engage her in any fight. I had so many people who were looking up to me so getting into a fight wasn't even on my bucket list even in the next few weeks. I would rather fight over something more important than this. My hand was still pounding but I tried to keep my cool and just see what could be done. "I don't know why you have refused not to let him go especially after he has told you repeatedly that he doesn't want you in his life. Are you that egoistic not to take your losses and move on? I know that is not easy because he is a kind man but even this is beneath you." I didn't like the way she was talking to me, especially in the presence of my assistant, who knew that I had done something wrong. She hadn't figured out that I slept with Jacob. If not, she would have blown a gasket. "You are
.Selene's POV.Two weeks later, I was munching on some Cheetos which had surprisingly become one thing that I loved eating so much. I was a bit reluctant to have the doctor know that I have been going against his others about eating healthy. It wasn't my fault because most of the time I ended up throwing up without remorse and I felt like it was time for me to put my food down.If I continue this way one of these days I am going to lose my cool and start throwing up all over the place. It was better for me to just remain where I was, waiting for no one to help me but myself. I had gotten to a stage where I knew that any help rendered needed a good turn um and at this point my life was always trying to balance. I had decided to move out of the area because I didn't want anyone to keep on watching me but Julie had asked me to stay for a few weeks before taking the plunge. According to her I was not sure of my decision and I was making a huge mistake which kind of pissed me off bu
Epilogue(Author’s pov) The afternoon sun streamed through the windows, casting golden lights across the room. Selene sat on the bed, her laptop was open and her fingers flew over the keys as she responded to emails. Her work demanded her attention too much these days, but it was difficult to concentrate when Ethan was running around the house like a whirlwind. The little boy had energy that never seemed to run out. He kicked his small red ball against the walls and let out triumphant cheers when it bounced back, then ran after it with wild excitement. Selene had gotten the ball for him on his 3rd birthday and ever since, the boy had turned it into his companion and his father hadn’t stopped talking about how he was going to be the best football player in the world. His tiny feet thudded against the floor and along with his squeals of excitement, Selene was frustrated. She didn’t know how else to caution him and had already gotten tired. "Ethan, slow down!" Selene called, he
Selene’s Pov; I kept hearing voices, some were familiar and others, unfamiliar, but what enraged me was that I couldn’t tell whom the voices belonged to. My eyes fluttered open slowly after a while and I blinked rapidly, trying to adjust to the blinding light in the room. The room was unfamiliar and I glanced around, trying to recall how I got here. The ceiling glowed with the harsh fluorescent light. The sharp scent of antiseptic burned my nose, the rhythmic beeping of a monitor filled the silence around me and my body ached, as if I had been torn apart and stitched back together. I tried to move but my legs didn’t respond and panic rose to my chest. I sucked in a sharp breath, my hands moving to my thighs. My fingers trembled as they pressed against my thighs and then my knees, nothing. No sensation, no movement. Nothing at all! A strangled noise escaped my throat as I tried again, harder this time, but my legs remained dead weight beneath me. No, no, no. My heart slammed
Author’s Pov; Logan glanced around quickly, his breath came in ragged gasps as he sprinted through the prison corridor. His palms were slick with sweat, and his heart raced, but that didn’t stop him. This was his moment. This was the perfect opportunity and this time, he was going to ensure that he was successful. But fate had other plans for him.Just as he reached the gates, someone yanked him back. "Going somewhere?" The warden’s voice was taunting. He had been watching the man and knew that he was up to no good. Turns out he was right. Logan gritted his teeth, trying to pull himself out of the man’s grip, but it was useless. Within seconds, two more guards tackled him to the ground, pressing his face into the cold floor. "Son of…" Logan growled, struggling against their grip. "Shut it," one of the guards barked, twisting Logan’s arms painfully behind his back. "You really thought you could buy your way out this time?" Logan chuckled darkly, despite the pain. "Do you ev
Selene's POV The doors opened, and the soft melody of the piano filled the small chapel. My heart pounded so hard I thought everyone could hear it. I took a deep breath, but it didn’t help much. My hands felt empty without someone holding them. I had dreamed of this day since I was a little girl, but in those dreams, I never imagined walking down the aisle alone. I had imagined my father to be the one ushering me down the aisle in my glistering and beautiful wedding gown and then into the hands of my husband but I guessed everything happens for a reason. I gripped my bouquet tighter and took my first step. My mother sat in the front row, smiling at me with teary eyes. Jakob’s parents sat beside her, their faces warm and kind. Martha gave me a thumbs-up. Sean nodded, his face serious, but I knew he was happy for me. Julie was grinning, whispering something to her boyfriend, everyone looked at me with love and support, but the empty space beside me was too loud, I was not supposed
Author's POV Two weeks had gone past since they returned to the country. It had been a hard time, keeping memories of sorrow; joy, however, was to remain valid for this night. Jakob and Selene’s parents sat together for dinner, sharing laughter and memories in a great camaraderie of friendship. Summer warm, one could hear names and clinking of glasses and rejoicings. Jakob surveyed the table. He breathed in once. “I want to say something, there is something very important I would like to say.” The attention of the room shifted to him. Selene appeared sweetly and placed her hand on his. He lifted his glass. “But before I say what I have to say, first of all let us take this toast,” he paused as they all took their glass of wine, " To family.” “To family!” Everyone chimed in and raised their glasses. Jakob looked on smiling. “I wouldn’t be here today if it weren’t for all of you. You have been my backbone, my strength. You pulled me out of the deep waters. Selene’s father..” J
Author's POV Mia planted herself on the cold bench within the jail cell and tapped her fingers against the metallic bars, letting out a huffed breath as she pulled out the tiny phone she had hidden in her pocket and moved her fingers quickly to dial Jacob's number. She needed to act fast before the prison guards on duty came to check on her and caught her, being without a phone was the worst thing that could ever happen to her in this cruel place. She cleared her throat and she mentally went on the words she was going to say to Jakob. The phone rang: once, twice, three times, and then he finally picked up, his voice barely above a whisper. "What do you want, Mia? How were you able to call me anyways?" She swallowed hard, pressing the phone closer. "Jakob, listen, I don't have much time so you have to listen to me attentively. I need you to get me out of here." Silence. Then a small chuckle. "You need me to do what?" Mia clenched her teeth. "Bail me out, Jakob! I shouldn't b
Selene's POV The TV had been on for some time, but my focus had wandered off entirely. My mind had been busy wandering amidst all the things I had to do when my name rang a bell.I blinked."Selene Carter’s art collection is making waves throughout the industry!" said the host, announcing. "People are talking, and the demand to see the owner herself is growing loud."I froze.Jakob must have been scrolling through his phone. "Did they just say your name?"I nodded slowly. "I think so."Jakob raised the volume. The host continued: "Collectors and critics are raving about the unique style, and emotion behind every piece. The name Selene Carter is being whispered about in art circles, and they want to know who she is?"My phone buzzed again, and a notification popped up, someone had mentioned me in a tweet."Where is Selene Carter? We need to see her! #ArtGenius #Masterpiece."Another tweet appeared."This woman’s art speaks to my soul. Who is she? Someone tell me!"I swallowed. This co
Jakob POV I breathed out the moment the plane touched down. It was a lengthy flight. Selene shifted beside me, stretching her arms. She didn't look at me, nor had she for most of the flight. I cared little, not my problem anymore. "We're here," I said, unbuckling my seatbelt. She sighed. "Yeah, we are here finally. The journey for me is so tiring, I need a cool bath and a soft bed to lay on." "Hmm,” I hummed, nodding in agreement to what she wanted. We got our bags and walked out from the plane. The airport was teeming with people; I barely noticed. My eyes straight went to the front where our parents stood awaiting, they spotted us instantly. My mother waved cheerily, and my father grinned beside her. Selene's mother stood there, too, blood-shot but relieved. I expected just a simple greeting, maybe some hugs but as soon as we stepped closer, laughter broke out. My parents were laughing so hard I had to blink, "What's so funny? Is there something on us or did we do something
Jakob's POV. At this point I knew that I was in for some huge ride and I needed to prepare myself for the reality of the situation. This was absurd for me to say the least, but even at that I was only hoping that I will be able to do what I should. Sometimes I wonder why I bothered myself so much with her situation when I should have been able to decipher that she didn't think of me in such a manner. It was more like a thing of convenience for her and even though I didn't want to accept it I guess I found myself doing that already. It didn't mean that I loved it, but I had no choice. "She was going to fight tooth and nail just to have her freedom, or what she considered freedom and I needed to be wise about fighting someone like this. It almost never ended well. I picked up my phone and called my friend. He was the only one who could tell me the truth without hiding. "I need your help because I think I am running mad. I need your help because this woman is about to make me into som