Selena Lethal"In the middle of the night, just call my name I'm yours to take, in the middle of the night." I sang along to the sound that blared through the radio in my car. I was driving to Penza, I had a birthday party to attend. I was very tired at the moment but since it was my boyfriend Misha's birthday, I have to attend. My phone began to ring and I looked down at it, it was a call from my father and I smiled before picking it up. "Hey father." I beamed happily, despite knowing I was in trouble for going out despite his warnings."gde, chert voz'mi, ty, Selena? Razve ya ne govoril tebe ne idti? (Where the hell are you Selena? Didn't I tell you not to go?)" My father yelled in Russian, whenever he uses his native language, I know he is damn mad. "prosti otets! (Sorry father) I didn't mean to go against you father, I'm 18 years old, and I got my gun with me as well." I said, I was already driving into Misha's mansion where his birthday party was already taking place, I was ver
Angel RoswellStaring at the man before me, an exasperated sigh left my lips. "Why did you choose to lie to me in the first place?" I asked, he was shaking violently, his pants were already drenched in urine. "Per favore, uccidimi, per favore." He said. I groaned angrily and held his jaw tightly. "Use English!" I said to him, and he looked me in the eyes, tears falling violently. "Please just kill me, please." He translated, and I smiled. "If you think I'll give you an easy death after what you have done, you must be mad!" I spat on his face. He shook violently, he knew what was coming for him. "Dima!" I yelled, and Dima came running towards me. "Yes, Don!" Dima said, I turned to him with a smile on my face, a smile that comes when you are about to perform something evil. "mettilo nella gabbia con i leoni! (Put him in the cage with the lions)" I said to Dima, Dima stared at the man with pity in his eyes. "per favore Angel, non farmi questo, per favore mi dispiace. (please Ange
Selena LethalI couldn't believe my eyes when I saw him, all this while, I thought Angel Roswell was at least 40 years and above, but the man who had come to me looked nothing short of 27 summers. The voice messages did no justice to his voice, though I was able to recognize it. He looked very young and extremely handsome, his name did justice to his physical looks, but his inner look, his name did no justice at all, he is supposed to be named Satan and not Angel, because that is what he is, a demon. Angel Roswell is the head of the Italian mafia bujambo, he is dangerous and ruthless, I can never imagine myself with him. I was still sitting in the smelly room, tied up to a chair. My head was hurting badly, especially because he had punched me. I kept looking around and the only thing I could see, was blood, the place reeked of blood. I was disgusted and worried, my hands were tied and there was nothing I could do to escape.Taking me out of my thoughts, was the creaking of the door b
Angel Roswell Sitting in my private jet, my legs tapped on the ground anxiously, I couldn't wait to get to Italy and make her my wife. If I want to proceed with my plan, then I have to make sure she becomes my wife today. "Don, it is done!" I looked up to find the tall blonde lady I had hired staring at me with fright in her eyes. "I hope you did it well?" I asked and she nodded. I raised a brow and she immediately understood."Yes, Don! I did it well." She immediately corrected herself, everyone was aware of my great dislike for people who nod at me, it disgust me a lot. "Okay, come with me, I want to see your work," I said, she muttered okay. I got up and she led the way while I trailed behind her, she looked very frightened as she walked, as though I was going to jump on her head and rip it off. We entered a room in my private jet and she was sitting tied up to a chair, she was still unconscious but she looked extremely beautiful. "You did a good job, I love the makeup and the
Selena Lethal ITALY I sat tied up to a chair, with a priest before me, he looked very scared and I couldn’t blame the poor man, we were standing before Angel Roswell, and even his shadow could scare off thieves. “Don’t make this hard baby!” Angel said, there was no way I was going to marry him today, no way!“Don’t call me baby, I hate you, now let me go before it’s too late Angel,” I said, the priest looked frustrated, he wanted to leave.“I’ll never let you go, you’re my bride.” He said, he sounded so sweet but I wasn’t deceived, this is Angel Roswell I am dealing with. He has no emotions, a man who is feared by everyone can never be nice. “What makes you even think I’ll agree to marry you, Angel?” I asked, he smiled, a very cunning one.“Dimitri!” He yelled and Dimitri ran in, he was holding onto a laptop. “Place the laptop before her.” He commanded and Dimitri immediately did as told, every motion Dimitri made was taken with fear, the fear of Angel. Dimitri began to type away
Selena LethalIn all my life, I’ve never felt as weak as I felt today, I’m normally not this weak, I’m strong and fierce, but today, I felt very strange as though I had lost my true self. “Madam!” I could hear the voice of a man call out to me, I didn’t look up, I don’t have the strength to do so. “Madam!” The man called again, I gritted my teeth angrily.“What the fuck do you want?” I snapped at the man, my eyes landed on a very timid-looking man who held the door open for me. I had just arrived at Angel’s mansion, I looked around to find black tainted cars parked around.“The Don asked me to get you out of the car.” The man said, his voice sounding weak, I knew he must have been through a lot at the hands of Angel. My eyes slowly landed on the floor, I placed my legs calmly and then held my dress up. “Where is the Don?” I asked the man while gazing at the magnificent mansion that stood before me, it was huge, beautiful, and neat. “The Don had a business to take care of, he drove
Selena Lethal Staying in the mansion has been quite better than I thought it'd be. I have Bianca, Martin and Heaven to keep my company, I have been here for a week now, I have no cellphone and no electronic to keep me company, they don't watch tv here and my supposed husband has been a no show, I'm glad about that though."Selena, can you please pass me the salt?" Martin said, we had become close. "Here!" I said, I passed it to him while staring at Bianca and Heaven play. I walked over to them and sat next to Bianca, I ruffled Heaven's hair sweetly and pecked her cheeks. "Is this how my life is going to be?" I said to Bianca, she smiled sadly at me, I knew she understood what I meant."My brother isn't a bad person, I'm sure you two will get along quite well." She said and I chuckled, that's going to be impossible because I hate him."Nah, I don't think that will ever happen. I'm okay being alone." I said and she chuckled, she placed Heaven on the floor and she immediately walked
Selena Lethal I had woken up early in the morning to search around the room for the hidden camera and microphone, and yeah, I got it and I smashed it into tiny pieces. I was presently reading another book, that is all I can do around here, I’m monitored like a criminal. My eyes were hurting a bit so I decided to drop the book and go say hi to Martin and Bianca, they were presently in the movie room. Angel’s mansion is very large, I love everything about it from the color to the scent, the mansion was even more beautiful than that of my fathers. As soon as I got to the movie room, I saw Bianca and Martin seated together along with little Heaven who was quick to notice me. “Selena!” Heaven said, she got up and ran to hug me, the child has a magical touch that seemed to make me happy. “Heaven, how are you?”I said to her as I picked her up from the ground, I pecked her cheeks. My eyes landed on Bianca and Martin and they were both smiling lovingly at us.“You two look very cute togeth
Epilogue Selena Closing the bedroom door behind us, Angel and I prepared to settle into the comforting embrace of sleep. Our nightly ritual of winding down often turned into moments of reflection and shared thoughts."Selena," Angel began, a soft smile playing on his lips, "can we talk for a bit? About Heaven."I nodded, sensing the depth of his emotions. "Of course, Angel. What's on your mind?"He took a deep breath, his eyes reflecting a mix of gratitude and emotion. "I just wanted to thank you, Selena. For everything you've done for Heaven. She's so happy, and it's all because of you."I reached for his hand, a reassuring gesture. "Angel, she's our daughter. I love her as much as you do."He chuckled, a hint of tears glistening in his eyes. "I know, but you've been more than a stepmother. You've been a guiding force, a source of love and stability in her life. I can't express how grateful I am."I pulled him into a gentle embrace. "It's been a joy raising Heaven with you. She's a
Heaven Back home, the news of our impending parenthood was met with overwhelming joy. Chase, bursting with excitement, took charge of sharing the news with our families and close friends.He called his dad first, the anticipation evident in his voice. "Dad, you won't believe it. Heaven and I are going to have a baby!"His dad's voice, a mix of surprise and delight, echoed through the phone. "Chase, that's incredible news! I can't wait to be a grandfather. When's the little one due?"Chase grinned, "A few months from now. We wanted to share the joy with you."After sharing the news with his dad, Chase turned to me, a glint of happiness in his eyes. "Heaven, this is amazing. Our families are going to be over the moon."As we informed my family, the reactions ranged from tears of joy to exclamations of excitement. My dad, already fond of Chase, couldn't hide his happiness. "Heaven, my dear, this is wonderful news. Chase, you're going to make a fantastic father."Chase, ever the doting p
Heaven The sun painted the sky in hues of pink and gold as I stood at the altar, the soft rustle of petals beneath my feet. Chase, looking dashing in his tailored suit, stood beside me. Today marked the culmination of our journey—the day we took our vows and embraced a future together.As the ceremony unfolded, the air buzzed with excitement. The vows we exchanged echoed through the venue, a declaration of love that resonated with every guest. The solemnity of the moment mingled with the joy that radiated from our smiles.Chase's eyes met mine, and in that shared gaze, I found reassurance and love. We sealed our promises with a kiss, a moment captured by the flurry of camera shutters and the cheers of our loved ones.The news reporters, eager to capture the essence of our unconventional love story, approached us. Microphones in hand, they bombarded us with questions. "Heaven, how does it feel to marry under such unique circumstances?"I chuckled, the surreal nature of our story evide
Chase The agony of losing Heaven, the fear that gripped my heart, was an indescribable torment. Every step I took in the desperate search for her felt like an eternity, my mind haunted by the possibility of a future without her. But against all odds, a lead emerged, a beacon of hope that guided me to an old, desolate warehouse near the seaside.With my gons by my side, we cautiously approached the abandoned structure. The air hung heavy with tension as I gripped the handle of my gun, determined to rescue Heaven from the clutches of the darkness that had consumed Eden.Entering the warehouse, my heart pounded in my chest as I navigated through the eerie silence. The creaking of the floor beneath my feet was a haunting melody, underscoring the urgency of the mission. And then, there she was – tied to a chair, her head bleeding. Rage surged through me, and I moved swiftly to untie her, my hands trembling with a mix of fear and determination."Heaven," I whispered, my voice choked with e
Heaven The darkness surrounding me felt suffocating, and the sound of distant waves became a disorienting reminder of the uncertainty that now enveloped my existence. Panic surged as I realized I was bound to a chair, my wrists secured tightly. The air was heavy with the salty scent of the sea, a cruel juxtaposition to the fear gnawing at my core.In the oppressive silence, the approach of a presence sent shivers down my spine. The footsteps drew nearer, and when the mask covering my eyes was suddenly ripped away, I squinted against the sudden onslaught of light. As my eyes adjusted, the familiar contours of Eden's face came into focus."Eden?" I stammered, confusion clouding my thoughts. "What's happening? Where am I?"Eden's gaze, once warm and familiar, now held an intensity that unsettled me. He spoke with a conviction that sent chills down my spine. "Heaven, I can't let you marry Chase. I love you, and I won't stand by and watch you make a mistake."The shock of his words hit me
ChaseOur days in the Bahamas had come to an end, and the reality of Heaven's decision to marry me for the sake of saving my life lingered in the air. As we sat together on the flight back to Italy, the hum of the engines providing a backdrop to our conversation, I couldn't help but feel a mix of gratitude and apprehension."Heaven," I began, breaking the silence that hung between us, "I still can't believe you're willing to go through with this. It means a lot to me."She looked at me with a reassuring smile, her eyes reflecting a blend of determination and compassion. "Chase, we're in this together. I want you to have a chance at a healthy life, and if this is what it takes, then I'm all in."I nodded, a sense of warmth filling me. "I appreciate that, Heaven. It's not an easy decision for either of us, but knowing you're by my side makes it a bit more bearable."Our conversation shifted to the practicalities of our impending marriage—how we would approach our families, explain the s
Heaven I rushed into the bathroom, my heart pounding as I found Chase on the floor, unconscious. "Chase! Wake up!" I shouted, my voice trembling with fear.Panicking, I grabbed my phone, hastily dialing Eden and Daven. "Guys, get over here now! Something's wrong with Chase!" I could hear the urgency in my own voice, a stark contrast to the carefree moments we had shared just the day before.Eden's voice crackled through the phone. "We're on our way, Heaven. Just hold on."I knelt beside Chase, gently tapping his cheek. "Come on, Chase. Wake up!" The seconds felt like an eternity as I waited for any sign of response.The door burst open as Eden and Daven rushed in. Eden's eyes widened in shock. "What happened?""I don't know," I stammered. "He was fine last night. I just found him like this."Daven, always composed, checked Chase's pulse. "We need to get him to the hospital. Now."As we hurriedly gathered our belongings, panic and worry hung heavy in the air. The vibrant energy of t
Heaven's POV:The anticipation for our Bahamas trip bubbled within me as we all got ready to embark on this unexpected adventure. Packing seemed like an endless task, yet I couldn't help but throw in a variety of outfits, just in case the tropical paradise demanded a change in wardrobe.As we boarded the flight, the atmosphere was surprisingly light. Eden's infectious energy, Daven's calm demeanor, and Chase's unexpected humor created an air of camaraderie I hadn't experienced before. Laughter echoed through the plane as we played games and shared stories, each moment weaving a tapestry of connection among us.I caught glimpses of a different side of Chase—his genuine laughter, the way he effortlessly joined in the banter, and the unexpected comfort of his arm around me when a particularly funny moment struck. It was as if the underworld chaos had momentarily given way to a more relaxed version of ourselves.Upon landing in the Bahamas, the warmth embraced us, a stark contrast to the
Chase's POV:I woke up to find Heaven in the kitchen, her expression a mix of exhaustion and something else. Something I couldn't quite put my finger on."Rough night?" I asked, trying to sound casual.She shrugged. "Just the usual chaos. Nothing I can't handle."I leaned against the kitchen counter. "You know, Heaven, you don't have to carry the weight of the world on your shoulders. Sometimes it's okay to let someone else share the burden."She shot me a skeptical look. "And who would that someone be? You?"I smirked. "Hey, I'm not as bad as you make me out to be. Besides, you might be surprised at how good I am at lightening the mood."She raised an eyebrow. "Lightening the mood, or causing more chaos?"I chuckled. "A bit of both, perhaps. But seriously, Heaven, you don't have to be so guarded all the time. We're in this together, right?"She sighed. "In this together, until the next betrayal or twist of fate. That's how it goes, Chase."I decided to change the subject, opting for