Jakob's POV. "Things have not been the same again without you in my life and you of all people know this. I didn't know that it was going to be as bad as this and that's why I'm here without even caring about what this might seem like." "I know I'm probably the last person that you want to have a conversation with but how do we move on from this? Is there a way we can find a remedy? I mean I just want to focus on the things that matter and not things that do not. I know that I am probably the worst person that you want to talk to right now but, I still feel like we can work things out." I said, ignoring the fact that she looked like she was about to Stone me in the face. I might be a lot of things but naive and being heartless isn't one of my strongest suits. I kept on staring at her for a while not knowing what to do next. The fact that she wanted to be on her own didn't give me the license to treat her badly."Now that you have realized that I'm not going to always be here to run
Selene's POV.The house was completely silent as soon as we walked in and I almost asked if this was a graveyard. It wasn't too late into the night so I expected to see Martha and probably Brenda walking around but that was not the case around here. I was feeling anxiety and at the same time also feeling like something was wrong somewhere. My suspicions were very true because the door opened behind us almost immediately making us turn. Mia. Mia stared at us suspiciously as my eyes ran down her length. She was making my head spin with what I saw her put on. How does she walk around the house looking so naked without feeling weird about it? I mean it was probably so much to ask of her to cover herself up. I decided that this is not my business because anything I say right now could be used against me. Mia and I had not had any conversation particular to this issue. I felt like there was more to it than she was willing to let on. One of the major reasons I would have allowed whate
Selene's POV. I paced around my room as Julie's cell phone kept on ringing. "Pick up." I mutter to myself hoping that she instantly does and then I am able to tell her everything I feel.This was bad. I wasn't supposed to be caught in a mix of love triangles. This wasn't supposed to be happening to someone like me especially after I had been dealt with a heavy hand. Was I going to listen to sound correction? Of course not, I believed that everything was going on smoothly but I didn't know why it was taking me so long just to get rid of the emotions coursing through me. When would I ever learn how to separate my feelings from being with a man? I was supposed to have understood the handwriting on the wall but here I was still feeling like a fool.Jakob was probably laughing at me in his room and I still remained foolish. What if he tells Mia? That lady would mock me for eternity. Luckily, Julie picked up after so many rings. "Where have you been? I have been trying to call you the e
Selene's pov.The Next Day. I cramped all the files that Jakob had given me a few hours ago just so that I could have a little bit of peace. We had established the fact that nothing good was ever going to come out of this. The earlier we perished,, whatever thoughts entered our minds, the better for everyone. After waiting for so long and realizing that there might be nothing else, but the usual way of handling things had to be from the beginning to the end. I had so many words on my mind and I hoped that it was better to just remain mute The meeting started at exactly 10:00 a.m. with Jakob and Mia in their seats. "Good morning, everyone; I think this is the best time to announce to you that we are going to be having a shift in the way things will go henceforth. I want to introduce to you, the new person in charge of the company's financial ideas." If the men seated were surprised they pretended like they were not and this made me even more happy. I didn't have to battle with peo
Selene's POV.At the Close of Work. I took a deep breath as soon as I dropped my bag on the table. My heart lurched with anger, but I contained myself. The only mistake I made was the fact that I had not recorded the conversation and used it as direct proof of her bullying.I wasn't going to stay here and allow her to poison me all in the name of being mature. Even if I couldn't tell anyone, I needed a piece of evidence. I decided to go downstairs to take some water when I bumped into her again, also trying to come out of the kitchen area. She gave me a wicked smile and I kind of got annoyed by her. "It's a pity how you have decided to reduce your worth simply to becoming a placeholder and now a secretary. I mean maybe Jacob is right with his sayings that you are nothing but a gold digger. I would have disputed that but seeing how you behave around him?" She clicked her tongue as though I was nothing but a worm in her presence. I kissed my teeth, still swallowing my answers. I did
Selene's POV. If anyone had told me that staying here was going to cause me so much interruptions and interceptions I would have refuted but here I was annoyed that everything was going haywire but the most annoying part of things was the fact that those who were involved didn't think it was necessary. "Now that you have decided not to get involved with me, because of whatever Mia said how am I supposed to present this to the board? A lot of people have expectations and you are about to crush them simply because you don't think it's important. Why do you even act this way?" Jakob demanded from me. I refused to let him get away with this conversation especially when I knew what I wanted. There were a lot of things that I wanted to say to him but the most important was to keep quiet and watch him. "When you are done with this conversation, then you should let me know what you have concluded with her. If she wants to frustrate my life then she should be ready to fill in for you. I do
Selene's POV. I kind of understand that even if I refused to attend the dinner with him he was not going to flop. This was just his way of making me feel a lot more guilty than I should on a normal day simply because he wanted to make his agenda come to pass. Guess who was not going to be fooled by him? Of course, me. I refused to even speak about anything concerning this and was wondering how far this was going to go before things went out of hand. I spotted Mia descending the stairs gently with a wicked smile on her face. She probably thought that she had gotten me where she wanted but I was only just looking out for the both of them. They looked like they were having troubles understanding each other and wasn't my business in any way but I just felt a lot more for JakobMia's heels clicked as she approached me with a daring smile. "I didn't know that not only were you jealous, you are also one not to keep your words. I mean I should have figured it out but I thought that you we
Selene's POV.My normal appearance at Julie's bar was usually a hit but today was worse and I knew why. I just need to leave that house so that I didn't run myself mad. Immediately Julie spotted me her nose wrinkled in disgust. "You look like trash and I mean well." I laughed at her reality check. If there was one thing I knew about my friend, it was the fact that she would never sugar coat things no matter how much I was going to be hurt. "And this is where you come in and take care of me as a good friend that you are, isn't it?" I retorted, sticking my tongue out as I pulled out a barstool. "Damn, you are one of the most hilarious people I have come across because, never would you come here except you have a problem, and when you do, you act like I'm supposed to pull out some advice from thin air simply because you are my friend." She said, poking her fingers at me. I reached for a glass of champagne she passed on the table towards me with a small smile on my face. "You just ha
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