Julian stumbled through the door, his tie loosened and his shirt half-unbuttoned. He was drunk—not just from the alcohol, but from the frustration and longing that had been consuming him for weeks. Selena was sitting on the couch, a book in her hands, when she heard the door slam shut. She looked up, her eyes widening in surprise as she saw Julian leaning against the wall, his breathing heavy and his eyes dark with something she couldn’t quite place. “Julian?” she said, her voice soft with concern. “Are you okay?” He didn’t respond, his gaze locked on her as if she were the only thing in the room. His eyes traveled over her—her loose hair cascading over her shoulders, the way her simple nightgown clung to her curves, the innocence in her eyes that only made her more irresistible. Selena stood up, setting her book aside. “Are you drunk? Let me get you some water.” She turned to head to the kitchen, but before she could take a step, Julian’s hand shot out, grabbing her wrist
But he cut her off with another kiss, this one even more demanding than the last. His hands roamed over her body, exploring every curve as if he were memorizing her.As Julian's fingers slipped under Selena's nightgown and traced along the edge of her panties. Her cheeks flushed at the sensation as he then boldly slipped a finger between the fabric and skin."Tell me you want this," Julian demanded huskily. “Or don't. I'll stop.” With a mix of hesitation and growing passion in Selena's voice she whispered "Yes. I want this.” This was the only permission he needed. Julian's hand moved down to Selena's center, finding her wet with desire. Her breath hitched in her throat as he began to rub her clit slowly and gently, a quiet moan escaping her lips as waves of pleasure began to ripple through her. She closed her eyes, losing herself in the intoxicating mix of warmth and urgency that filled the air between them. Julian watched her reaction closely, his dark eyes smoldering with hunger
With a sudden surge of urgency, Julian's fingers moved with purpose, plunging deeper into the warmth of her body as she gasped against his mouth. The kiss deepened, a collision of hungry lips and soft sighs, as he explored every inch of her with unrelenting fervor. Selena gasped as he hit a spot that made her toes curl, each thrust sending waves of pleasure crashing through her.“Look at you. So damn gullible. You act like you hate me, but your body? It listens to me like it was made for this.” he murmured between kisses, his breath warm on her skin. The rhythm of his fingers matched the frantic beat of her heart, each stroke igniting the fire within her and pushing her closer to the edge.Selena writhed beneath him, each movement drawing out an exquisite mixture of pleasure and desperation. She felt as if she were floating on a cloud, completely lost in the electric connection that surged between them. Her nails dug into his shoulders, urging him to keep going, to never stop.She di
The taste of her nipples mingled with the sweetness of their shared passion as they moved together in a dance that felt both frenzied and tender at once. Their hearts pounded in perfect harmony, echoing throughout the small space they shared like a primal rhythm. The air around them seemed to crackle with electricity, anticipation building with every movement they made."Angh…ah! Julian!” she moaned his name like a prayer, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she lost herself in the moment."You’ll carry this night with you forever. Every mark, every gasp, every time your body betrayed you—you’ll relive it. And I hope it haunts you, because it sure as hell will haunt me." His hips undulated against her, grinding against her wetness, and she felt him harden even further against her stomach. "I’ve waited too damn long for this. Do you even realize what you've done to me? How long I’ve craved this, how long I’ve wanted to break you open and make you mine? And now, finally… finally,
Her response was a sleepy sigh and a nod."Good." He whispered as he pulled her close and buried his face into her hair.There was no telling where their relationship would go from here, but Julian had no intention of letting her slip away again. He'd waited too long for her to come back into his life, and now that she was here, he planned on keeping her for as long as possible.Even after completing his revenge. He would keep her, even though she has to chain her heart.He wouldn’t let her leave again, and he would make her his forever.But not yet.Now, she has to be his.In the next few days, he would give her the pleasure, and she would never forget the man who had broken her.He was certain of it.Because she had him, too.***She woke up feeling like her limbs were made of lead.Her throat was hoarse and sore, her mouth dry, and her entire body ached like she'd been beaten to a pulp. There was an empty, hollow sensation deep inside her chest, and a strange weightlessness that ma
Selena sat curled up on her bed, hugging her knees to her chest.Tears streamed down her cheeks, hot and relentless, soaking into her pillow. She had been crying for hours, but the pain in her chest wouldn’t subside.How could I be so stupid?She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to block out the memories of last night.The way his hands had gripped her waist. The way his mouth had devoured hers. The way his body had moved against her, inside her, setting her whole world on fire.She had thought… God, what had she thought?That he wanted her?That she meant something to him?She let out a choked sob, clutching her chest as if it would stop the ache inside.But it wasn’t his fault.He had asked her before."Are you sure?"And she had said yes.She had given herself to him willingly.Like a fool.Like some desperate, lovesick girl who thought a single night in his bed could mean something more.But it hadn’t.Because in the morning, he had made it clear."It was a mistake."Her fingers dug
The set of The Rebirth buzzed with activity. Cameras were being set up, lights were adjusted, and crew members scurried around in preparation. But despite the usual excitement that surrounded a new film production, tension crackled in the air like an impending storm.And the source of that tension?Selena.Or rather, the return of Actress Ann.Ann Morgan, a name that had always been overshadowed by Selena Frost, was now standing proudly in the spotlight. She was stunning, her long auburn hair cascading over her shoulders, her makeup perfect, and her designer outfit expensive. But behind that polished exterior was a woman who had been waiting for this moment for years.Ann had always hated Selena.Ever since they had debuted around the same time, Selena had been the industry’s golden girl—praised for her talent, loved by directors, and adored by fans. Meanwhile, Ann, despite coming from a wealthy background and using every connection she had, always remained second-best.No matter how
The night was cold, the kind of cold that seeped into your bones and made you shiver no matter how many layers you wore. Selena pulled her coat tighter around herself, the fabric doing little to shield her from the biting wind. She stepped out of the building, her heels clicking softly against the pavement. The set had been particularly grueling today—long hours, endless retakes, and the constant, unspoken tension between her and the crew. Ann, her co-star, had been especially difficult, her sharp words and condescending smiles cutting deeper than Selena cared to admit.But it wasn’t just Ann. It was Julian. Julian, the man she had once believed would always be there for her. Lately, though, he felt like a stranger. Distant. Cold. He was always busy, always preoccupied, always somewhere else. And when he was around, it was like he wasn’t really there. His eyes would glaze over during conversations, his responses curt and dismissive. Selena had tried to convince herself it was just
Julian sat alone in his office, the dim glow of his desk lamp casting long, jagged shadows across his face. The room was silent, save for the faint hum of the city outside, but the quiet did nothing to soothe the tempest raging within him. His hands, clenched into tight fists, rested on the polished surface of his desk, the knuckles white with tension. His chest felt like it was being crushed under an invisible weight, each breath shallow and labored, as if the air itself had turned against him. The divorce papers lay in front of him, signed and finalized. She was gone. It was what he had wanted—wasn’t it? Then why did it feel like his entire world had just been ripped apart? He leaned back in his chair, his head falling heavily against the leather headrest. His eyes, bloodshot and weary, stared blankly at the ceiling. The room seemed to close in around him, the walls pressing closer with every passing second. His mind was a chaotic whirlwind of thoughts, each one sharper an
Selena’s hands trembled as she folded the last piece of clothing into her suitcase. The divorce papers lay abandoned on the bed, the inked words blurring in her tear-filled vision. She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, but the tears kept coming. This was really happening. Julian was releasing her. She had lost him. Not that she ever truly had him in the first place. Dragging her suitcase behind her, she stepped out of the room that had once been theirs. The hallways of Julian’s mansion felt colder, emptier than ever before. Every step away from this place felt like a dagger twisting deeper into her chest. She had thought she had found love. But all she had found was pain. The servants looked away, some whispering amongst themselves. No one stopped her. No one said a word. It was as if she had never belonged here. Julian had made sure of that. Outside, the driver stood waiting. His gaze was somber, but he didn’t question why she was leaving with nothing but
Selena sat on the cold floor of Julian’s study, her entire body trembling as silent sobs wracked her frame. The weight of his words still echoed in her mind, suffocating her. "Did you really think I fell in love with you? That I wanted you for anything other than revenge?" The man she had loved, the man she had foolishly given her heart to, had never once seen her as anything other than a target. A means to an end. Her chest ached, a deep, unbearable pain that wouldn’t go away. She wanted to tell him the truth. She wanted to scream that she wasn’t the one who had killed his parents. But she couldn’t. Because if she did, then Samantha— Her phone suddenly rang, the sharp sound cutting through the suffocating silence. With shaky hands, she reached for it, barely able to see the screen through her tear-filled eyes. Samantha. For a moment, Selena hesitated before answering. "S-Sam…" Her voice was broken, barely above a whisper. "Did you tell him?" Samantha’s voice c
Julian noticed something was off the moment Selena stepped into his study.Her face was pale, her hands trembled slightly as she clenched the fabric of her dress. She looked like she had seen a ghost.His brows furrowed."What’s wrong?" His voice was softer than usual, concern flickering in his dark eyes.Selena opened her mouth, but no words came out. Her throat was too dry.Julian stood up from his chair and slowly walked toward her. He placed a hand on her shoulder, his touch surprisingly gentle."Selena, say something." His concern deepened.Selena gulped, gathering her courage. I have to do this… for Samantha."I… I need to tell you something," she finally whispered.“Okay,” Julian’s gaze sharpened, sensing the weight of her words. "What is it?"She hesitated, her lips trembling. "It's about the accident," she forced out. "The accident of your parents."The air in the room changed instantly.Julian’s expression hardened, his grip on her shoulder tightening unconsciously."Go on,"
Selena sat curled up on the couch, her knees drawn tightly to her chest, as if the physical act of folding herself into a smaller shape could somehow shield her from the storm raging inside her. The morning light filtered through the blinds, casting long, jagged shadows across the room, but Selena barely noticed. Her mind was a whirlwind of fear, doubt, and betrayal, each thought colliding with the next until she felt like she might drown in the chaos.When her phone rang, the sound was like a gunshot in the silence. She flinched, her heart lurching painfully in her chest. The name on the screen—Samantha—sent a fresh wave of dread crashing over her. She hesitated, her finger hovering over the answer button, as if by ignoring the call she could somehow delay the inevitable. But she couldn’t. She never could.“Samantha?” Her voice was barely above a whisper, but it was enough to unleash the torrent on the other end of the line."Selena! Help me!" Samantha’s voice was raw, desperate, and
The moment she stepped inside, her face lit up with a practiced, dazzling smile.“Julian!” she exclaimed, her voice dripping with warmth.Before Selena could even greet her, Samantha had already thrown herself at Julian, wrapping her arms around his neck in a hug that lingered far too long to be considered appropriate.Julian stiffened instantly.His sharp gaze flickered with irritation as he felt Samantha pressing against him just a little too closely. He didn't return the hug, instead letting his arms hang by his sides, cold and unwelcoming.Selena, however, was used to her sister’s affectionate nature—or at least, that was what she had always believed.“Samantha,” Selena said gently, her voice laced with affection, “you didn’t tell me you were coming today.”Only then did Samantha finally acknowledge her. She turned and offered Selena a small, innocent smile, her eyes blinking as if she hadn’t just ignored her completely.“Oh, Selena! You know how much I missed you,” she cooed swee
The phone cracked against the wall, its shattered pieces scattered across the floor like her broken plans. Samantha Frost stood frozen in her penthouse, breathing heavily as she stared at the news article glaring back at her from the TV screen. ''"Julian Mathers, CEO of Grand Entertainment Inc., Publicly Announces His Marriage to Selena Frost."'' Her fingers curled into fists, her nails digging into her palms so hard they nearly drew blood. 'Married?' Julian Mathers—the ruthless, unattainable billionaire. The man every woman in the country wanted. And her perfect, golden sister had gotten him. Samantha let out a bitter, humorless laugh, but there was no amusement in her expression. Her eyes burned with pure rage. '"Again. Again, she takes everything from me."' Selena, the golden child. Selena, the perfect daughter. Selena, the one who had stolen their father’s love. And now, she had stolen Julian too. Samantha’s mind spun back to the past, to the years she spent locked a
The sound of keys jingling at the front door signaled Julian’s return from work. Selena glanced up from where she was setting the table, her hands still slightly wet from washing the last dish. She saw his tall frame enter the house, his sharp eyes scanning the room until they landed on an unexpected sight—Grandma, sitting at the dining table with a satisfied smile on her face.Julian arched a brow. “Grandma, what are you doing here?”Grandma scoffed. “What kind of greeting is that? Do I need a reason to visit my grandson?”Selena stifled a smile at the way Grandma always managed to put Julian in his place. He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck, before walking over to kiss Grandma’s cheek.“You’re always welcome here,” he said, before his gaze flickered to Selena. “But I didn’t expect you to cook.”Selena shrugged, feeling a bit self-conscious. “Grandma helped.”Grandma beamed proudly. “We made your favorite. Sit down, eat, and don’t complain.”Julian smirked, taking a seat at the h
The warm aroma of freshly brewed tea filled the air as Selena set the tray down on the coffee table. She smiled, feeling a rare moment of peace as she poured the tea into delicate porcelain cups. Across from her, Julian’s grandmother sat comfortably on the plush couch, her wrinkled hands resting on her lap as she observed Selena with warm, knowing eyes. Grandma had come specifically to visit her today, and Selena couldn't deny how happy that made her. She had always liked Grandma—her presence was soothing, her words wise, and despite the sharpness she sometimes directed at Julian, it was clear she loved him deeply. Selena settled down next to her, offering her a cup. “I’m so glad you came, Grandma. It’s been a while since we last saw you.” Grandma accepted the tea with a gentle nod. “Of course, dear. I had to see how you were doing.” She took a sip, her sharp gaze flicking over Selena’s face before she leaned in slightly, lowering her voice. “Now, tell me honestly, are you pregn