Logan? Logan the bastard that tried to take my life? "Tell me what exactly is going on right now." I almost growled out at my friend who was withholding sensitive detail away from me. I was still about to pick up the pieces of my life because now that was the only way I could ever relate with the shenanigans that we're going on around "It is me but it would make a lot of sense if you were quiet about meeting me. I don't want to have to harm your beloved friend. Is that a deal?" Logan asked further. I lost everything that I should have because now I was very pissed at her. "Can someone for the love of god tell me what the hell is happening here and why you are talking too much anymore on earth expecting that I would be comfortable with that?!" "Simply because he said he had some pieces of information for you and I didn't know what to say after telling you away with his refusal to remain just the way he should." Julie exhaled after dumping the information on me. This was
Selene's POV. Sean and Jacob tried to reach out to me after some time but I refused to pick up your calls because I had already had things sorted out and it was practically useless to inform them about anything. Logan was trying to strike a deal with me but I refused to dance to his tune and threatened to expose all his latest schemes even if I didn't know any. "I honestly do not know why he called out of his hellhole but it is good as nothing if you do not take adequate protection for yourself and leave everything to chance." Julie advised me but I was not in the mood to listen to anything else. She wouldn't have told me if he hadn't popped up when he did and I kind of felt like she had an idea of what was happening and was only willing to give advice against the act instead of telling me what was going on. While it wasn't a huge deal for me I still kind of felt weird about it whenever I thought of it. I would rather just stay away from everyone for a bit to find my footing
Selene's POV. Without further ado, I headed into the mansion that was once mine but now I had to come to terms with the fact that it would never be. Martha's eyes widened in shock. Immediately, she spotted me, and she rushed towards me, holding my hands in disbelief. "I'm so glad to see you again. Am I right to hope that this is for the better?" I rolled my eyes because now she was just tripping and I needed to set the record straight. "Not exactly what I would call it, but if your boss decides to listen to sound advice, then it could be for the better." I smiled yet disengaged from her hold. I would rather indulge myself in more profitable activities than discuss her boss. She looked better than I remembered and I figured that she found a way to put herself out there and not down anymore. "So, I don't think he is around yet but we can always do something about it. We can discuss it since it's been a long time since we spoke, ma." She said, a bit hesitant but focused o
Jakob's POV. I watched Selene become the strange person that I had never met. I knew that she wouldn't be lying about Mia but since Sean had given me the go ahead that I have nothing to fear I wanted to believe that Mia was innocent. "Your accusations do not change a thing but I appreciate you if that's the way you see things. I am not going to call you a freak anymore but I would also appreciate it if you left my family alone. It would mean the world to me and I'm not even kidding." I said, not in the mood for any discussion that was going to revolve around my new fiancee that I have not even locked things in with. Annoyance clouded her eyes, before she smiled softly. "How is business? You have been topping the charts lately and I think that is a very great achievement. I know that you probably do not think you need this piece of information but I have to just let you know." If looks could kill then I will be 10 ft under ground because her murderous looks didn't look like they
Selene's POV. "What are you doing here?" Mia accused me but I wasn't going to be moved just yet because I knew a lot of things were about to happen. The fact that only a number of people had access to him yet she wasn't able to control them just like she had done to most of the maids in the house made her a little bit more pathetic. "Absolutely what I told you I was going to do. I told you I was going to ruin you and here I am doing just that." I watched her gaze jump to her fiance's "Don't tell me you believe this nuisance over me. She is just a pathetic liar and she is trying to worm her way back into your bed. That is exactly what she's trying to do." Mia pointed at me again accusingly. From the way she was acting one would think that she was a child but that was quite the opposite and I didn't even know how to handle such a situation without smacking her right across the face so that she confessed to all her wrong doings. I figured out that doing that was just going to m
Author's POV. Sean listened to the voice note that his friend had sent to him and was of the opinion that Selene was right. Mia's argument was that Jakob was only trying to cook her out without listening to her side of the story and how she had never contacted Logan which was quite a lie and that was what he was about to prove to everyone who was interested in this conversation. Speaking to Julie had helped him realize how hurt Selene had been. He adjusted his binoculars, refusing to give into this curiosity that was almost eating him up alive and making him feel like something was wrong somewhere actually needed to put his foot on. One of the things that got him more annoyed was the fact that nobody would have thought that Mia of all people would try to betray Jakob who had been nothing short of kind to her. He watched her with her hair let down and also trying to figure out a few things but, didn't even imagine how important this was going to be in shaping whatever opinion
Jakob's POV. "Here." Sean dropped a file on my table containing a disc which was quite shocking because it has been a long time that I came in contact with anything resembling that and as much as I was curious I also wanted to know what this was all about. Since he had refused to tell me what exactly transpired and said that I needed to listen to things myself I had been hoping that I would be able to get the answers that I needed. I hoped with all my heart that it wasn't true that Mia was in connivance with my enemy, especially the man that had caused her death. Well now that everything was out in the open I figured out that she had never been dead or even near death because of a plan between all of them to get my money but I needed to hear more from her mouth. "Before you play this, I want you to know that you have committed a huge crime against the true woman that loved you all because you were blind by unnecessary loyalty to someone who didn't care about you even when yo
Jakob's POV. I waited till it was midnight before Mia arrived from her party or whatever she went for. I was patient enough not to lose my cool over something that could be easily discussed because I knew how much of a pathetic liar she was. She would never tell me the truth even if I placed a knife on her neck. She was going to lie and keep on denying it until I could no longer take it anymore. Ever since Sean left my office, I have been thinking about how much of a fool I was to allow such a good woman to leave my life all because I was clinging on to fake memories that didn't quite prove a thing now. Selene went as far as coming again just to be able to warn me but I served her divorce papers instead. I face palmed at my stupidity wondering how I couldn't see beyond my nose and was so complacent that I had her where I wanted. This was entirely stupid of me and I wondered when I was going to break free out of this mess. I knew that I had everything covered but it was still no
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