Jakob's POV.I tapped my feet on the ground in anger as my smartphone kept on ringing. No one had the right to call besides all my exes. I should do away with this number and switch to my official line since I hadn't done off them in my life anymore. I looked at the ID and realized that it was an unknown number. Okay... Probably a business call? I picked up smoothly, waiting to hear the caller's voice. "Hi, it's me, Meredith, your project mate at NYU. I heard that you were injured and decided to reach out to the number you gave me some time ago. I'm so sorry if this is awakening any issues." She apologized. Her voice had not changed, "Meredith, I'm glad you reached out but I'm not in that frame of mind to accommodate visitors right now. When I'm ready I could always reach out to you." I said politely, not willing to go off on her because she was one of the brilliant people who had not made a mess out of our relationship. Meredith giggled, "I knew you were going to say this that w
Selene's POV. "Martha, why is Jakob laughing so hard downstairs?" I asked softly, as she placed the tray on the table. "He has a visitor."I raised an eyebrow. "One of those airhead bimbos right?" I asked, knowing fully well that there was something different "Never mind, just drop the tea and leave. If he asks after me, kindly tell him that I'm busy."Martha nodded and turned, staring at me tentatively, "I don't think he is going to ask after you but if he does, I would surely let him know that." It was weird that she had a little smirk on her face which irritated me to the core. "What exactly is your problem Martha?" I demanded from her so that she realized that I could see through her nonsense. She looked away for a minute before returning her gaze to mine. "I'm sorry to announce to you but this lady is very important so he would be busy discussing business. I hear that she is one of the brightest students New York University has ever produced."I didn't like the smirk on her
Selene's POV. I tapped my feet against the floor hoping that I was able to find a way of not showing my emotions. "Why is she here at this time of the night?" I couldn't resist asking. A small smile played on his face, making me angered. "I don't think anything I'm saying is a joke," I responded. He looked away, before turning towards me. "Didn't you want nothing to do with me a few hours ago? Why the sudden change in attitude?" I paused for a minute because I truly didn't know how to handle the situation. Was I supposed to pretend like I didn't know why I was acting this way or act like everything was fine? I pressed my lips together in anger, yet refused to speak up. "I guess, I should be worried about various women's frequency in the house because you are too weak to control your libido," I responded before walking away. His laughter echoed through the house. I found it difficult to sleep at night, tossing and turning everywhere I could find. This wasn't what I was expecting
Selene's POV. The next morning I was downstairs before he could arrive for breakfast. Now that I had a competition in the house she was going to slow down my pace and wasn't going to give me what I wanted. Funnily enough,, the stranger was downstairs and smiling at me, making me feel more uncomfortable. I didn't want to brush her off so that I didn't look rude. "You are so beautiful, good morning to you, ma'am." She greeted kindly. I couldn't even find a fault in the hardwood thing, and that made me angrier. There was nothing worse than fighting against someone who didn't care about you. "I'm sorry if it seems like I budged into your home without informing you specially. I came from college because I have this business idea I want to share with your husband." She explained genuinely. I took a deep breath, refusing to show how annoyed I was with the fact that she was not even fighting with me. Doing anything against her was just plain stupid. "I don't really understand what it is
Selene's POV. Meredith turned out to be a lovely woman who also shared my leanings so it was easier for us to bond on many aspects than before. I had so many things on my mind, which she successfully took away, making me smile at every point. "Sometimes I wonder if you have been able to achieve the majority of your goals, especially in the past few months. It mustn't be easy seeing everything that has been going on recently, especially in the media." I said as we lounged in the garden. Meredith gazed at me for a long time before shaking her head. "You are one of the most beautiful people I have encountered in a long while and I say this with all sincerity that you rock." She answered. I didn't think it was necessary to discuss anything else with her besides just waiting to see how this was going to play out. "I don't think that's true, especially for someone like me, but I would take that compliment," I said, hoping that she didn't see through me.A small smile broke out on her fa
Two Days later. Jakob's POV. "Sir, I think you should see this publication. It has been trending for a while and I believe that we can find a rapid solution to it before it goes out of hand." My assistant said, pointing at the papers that I had decided to work on. I knew that it was going to take a lot, especially to get to where I wanted to reach regarding this, but I didn't know it was going to take so much. I flipped through the papers until I arrived at where I needed to be. "Hmm, this sounds like a stiff competition, how on Earth do you think this is going to be possible? They already have everything in their arsenal." I asked my assistant,His eyes flickered towards mine in fear mingled with shock. "I believe that we can do something about it if we truly want. They might have a lot of backup but it doesn't mean that we also cannot do something that would counter this." He continued staring at me. I refused to allow him to see, but I was impressed by his answer. I wasn't one
Selene's POV. I sincerely do not know why I was here because this wasn't supposed to be in my story to tell but I wanted it to be in the open before things went out of hand. "I'm sure you already know that Meredith is not here because of a business proposal." I began watching him cross his legs over the other. I had no idea he could do that. Well, there are a lot of things I didn't know about him, so it wasn't new. "Seriously? I wouldn't have thought that she would enjoy you spilling her secrets just yet. Are you sure she's going to like this?" I shook my head at his attempts to brush off my words like they didn't mean anything. "So you knew all this while and you allowed her to move about thinking that she was deceiving you," I replied."I have waited for so long just to have this conversation with you and this is how you reply? So brash?"Jakob ran his hands through his hair, which I thought was hot, by the way, but would never admit that to anyone besides Julie, of course. "
Selene's POV. The lights blinked rapidly, almost blinding my eyes, and I looked away carefully. So much for wasting time. If there was no reason for me to be out I wouldn't even dare.A tap on my shoulder had me jolting back to the present. "You look stressed about something. Is everything okay?" "I believe that there are a lot of problems that I'm yet to deal with, but I still feel like I need to do something more," I explained half-heartedly to Logan who peered into my eyes like I was the only woman in the world. I smile shyly, "why are you staring at me this way?" He blinked as though catching himself, "I'm sorry for being a creep, but you are one of the most beautiful people I have met in my entire life, and I don't mean this to make you smile. It's a win-win situation anyway but I guess you understand what I'm trying to say." I shook my head, refusing to allow him to mess with my emotions. I was still angry from my run-in with my husband. "Yeah, I am already smiling so I thi
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