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CHAPTER 17
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2025-04-14 11:47:08Selena
A harsh beam of sunlight pierces through the sheer curtain, landing directly on my eyelids. I groan, shifting under the sheets that feel nothing like the silk ones in my room. The scent is different too crisp, clean, expensive… and unfamiliar. My lashes flutter open, and I blink against the glare. This isn’t my bed. This isn’t even my room. The walls are darker, masculine. A massive bookshelf sits near the corner, and on the far wall there it is a framed portrait of Stephen, staring down at me with the same cold, calculating eyes he wore last night. My stomach twists. What the hell am I doing here? I sit up too quickly. My head throbs as if a thousand hammers are dancing behind my eyes. A wave of nausea hits, and I pause, breathing through it. I look down and gasp. I’m wearing his shirt. Just his shirt. Memories from last night flicker in my head like broken film reels Stephen grabbing my wrist at the club, his voice low and possessive, “You belong to me, Selena. I will break you and rebuild you into what fits my world.” And then... nothing. Just darkness. I must have fainted. But why didn’t he take me to my room? Why did he bring me here? And more importantly, did he change my clothes himself? The thought makes me recoil. I swing my legs off the bed and grab my phone from the nightstand. My eyes widen. 12:03 PM. No wonder my body feels like it’s been steamrolled. Last night was... too much. I stand up on shaky legs and tiptoe toward the door like a criminal trying to escape the scene. Every sound creaking wood, rustling fabric makes my pulse spike. The hallway is quiet. Moongods, please let him be gone. I reach my room without bumping into him and release a breath I didn’t know I was holding. My back hits the closed door as I slide down and press my palms to my flushed cheeks. This can’t be real. I strip off his shirt and head to the bathroom, trying to scrub away the feel of his presence with steaming water. But the moment I close my eyes, I see him again. Towering. Cold. Possessive. Why do I feel like I’ve crossed a line I can’t uncross? I change into something casual and comfortable, hoping it’ll help me feel like myself again. I’m halfway through drying my hair when the door creaks open. I jump, heart pounding until I see it’s just Janifer. Her smile is polite, soft. “Good day, ma’am.” “Hey, Janifer,” I reply with a faint smile. She bows slightly. “Master Stephen would like to see you downstairs.” My heart sinks like a stone. “What? Why?” I ask, searching her face for a clue. “Do you know what it’s about?” She shakes her head gently. “No, ma’am.” And just like that, she’s gone, leaving the door quietly shut behind her. I take a shaky breath. I didn’t do anything wrong… right? But with Stephen, I don’t need to. His world spins on rules no one else can see. I make my way downstairs and find him seated on the couch, legs crossed, a hardcover novel in hand. His presence fills the room like smoke silent, but suffocating. “I… you called for me?” I ask, my voice barely louder than a whisper. My fingers fidget against each other behind my back. He looks up, eyes unreadable. “Yes. The academy is hosting a fresher’s dinner tonight. You’re to attend.” Right. The dinner. I’d nearly forgotten with everything that’s happened. I nod quickly, already thinking about what to wear, when he gestures to a box on the sofa beside him. “This is what you’ll wear,” he says, voice firm. “Do not alter it. Do not add anything. And I don’t want you wearing any underwear beneath it.” My breath catches. What? I stare at him, expecting to see a smirk or even a flicker of amusement. But there’s nothing. Just that same emotionless authority. I blink. “But—” “No buts,” he cuts in, eyes locked on mine. I clench my jaw, resisting the urge to scream. I nod once and turn on my heel. Upstairs, I throw the box on the bed and glare at it like it’s cursed. No underwear? Is he out of his damn mind? He can’t possibly know if I disobey that part. Right? My phone vibrates just as I sit. I grab it. Adam: Will you be my date tonight? A sigh escapes my lips. Of course. After everything, now this. He’s sweet. Charming. Probably the only person who’s been kind to me without asking for anything in return. But last time I even hugged him, Stephen punished me without blinking. I can’t go through that again. Another text pops up. Adam: I’ll wait for you at the party, Selena. See you in the evening. God, he’s already so sure. But I never agreed. I toss the phone aside and bury my face in my hands. Stephen’s control is tightening. Adam’s interest is rising. And I’m stuck between a possessive storm and a man I can’t afford to be near. I wish I could go with Adam, laugh, dance, feel normal again. But I’m not free. Not in this world. Not in Stephen’s world. I don’t know what tonight will bring. But something tells me… It won’t be good. Author’s Note As always, thank you for reading, reacting, and sharing your thoughts. Your support is what keeps this world alive. Now tell me who’s ready to find out what happens next? Will Selena defy Stephen’s command… or will she submit to his rules? And what will Stephen do if he finds out she’s disobeyed? Drop your thoughts below I’m dying to know what you think!
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