All Chapters of ALPHA ADRIAN’S PLAYTHING. : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Selene’s POVI woke to the sound of someone knocking at the door, the soft but persistent tapping tugging me from a deep sleep. I groaned, my eyelids heavy, and mumbled, “Come in,” though my voice was barely more than a whisper. But the knocking continued, steady and insistent.With a sigh, I pushed myself up, still feeling the weight of sleep clinging to me. I stretched, rubbing my eyes as I stumbled to the door, finally pulling It open to find a maid standing in front of me. She looked poised and polished, with a slight, polite smile on her face.“Good afternoon, Miss Selene,” she said, her voice gentle but clear. “It’s two in the afternoon.”I blinked, taking in her words, and my eyes widened. “Two?” I asked, hardly believing I’d slept so late. “I didn’t mean to… I guess I didn’t realize how tired I was.”The events of the past few days flashed through my mind, making me realize just how drained I felt. Between the strange new surroundings, the memories, and everything that happene

Selene’s POVI watch Callum’s back as he walks out of the room, closing the door softly behind him. There’s a hollow ache in my chest that spreads through my whole body, making my knees weak. I try to breathe, but each gasp feels like it’s stuck in my throat, sharp and heavy, and it finally comes out in a broken sob. I stagger towards the bathroom, shutting the door before the tears come in full force.I sink down onto the cold tiles, pressing my forehead against my knees, and let the flood of emotions I’ve been holding back crash over me. Just yesterday, I was his everything. Or so I thought. How could it only take one day for him to decide she was worth it? All the things I begged for, the simple dinners, the quiet conversations under a sky full of stars—things I dreamed of, things he swore he couldn’t give me. Now he’s giving them to her. She’s getting the dates I prayed for, the tender moments I thought I’d earn if I just loved him enough.A sharp laugh escapes my lips, bitter and

Selene’s POVThe entire room seemed to press in on me, suffocating me with a flood of sensations that I couldn’t control. Adrian’s touch burned through me, igniting an unwanted heat that I didn’t recognize as my own. His hands were confident, assertive, moving as if they already knew how my body would respond. I hated myself for the way I reacted, for the way I melted under his gaze. Every fiber of my being wanted to resist, to push him away, but I found myself unable to do anything but surrender to the warmth pooling low in my stomach.And then, before I could stop it, a release shuddered through me. My legs trembled, my breathing ragged as I struggled to regain control. Adrian’s smug smile was the first thing I saw, his face too close, too knowing, as though he’d been expecting this outcome all along. A slow, satisfied smirk spread across his lips, and I felt a surge of disgust – for him, but more so for myself.The auction room faded into a blur around us as my shame intensified. I

Selene’s POV**The first half of the day was completely useless. The moment Adrian left the house, I felt both relieved and restless. I sat down to eat breakfast, but it was hardly enjoyable. The silence in the house was thick, and the empty spaces reminded me that I had a mission here, though I wasn’t even sure what that mission really was. After breakfast, I headed back to my room, trying to collect my thoughts.Something about Adrian didn’t make sense. He seemed to have a clear purpose—a drive for revenge—but he never spoke about it directly. It was like he was hiding the full story. But even more than his silence, it was his voice that troubled me. When he spoke, there was a familiarity to it, like I had heard that voice before, though I couldn’t place where. I was one to remember faces, voices, even small details of every interaction. If there was a reason his voice sounded familiar, I should have known it. And yet, nothing came to mind. This nagging feeling wouldn’t go away, as

Selene’s POV**The car moved smoothly through the busy city streets, but inside, my heart was racing, heavy with worry. I had no idea what Adrian was planning, only that he had instructed, “Dress nice and act well.” Those words weren’t much help, especially coming from him, where “act well” could mean anything. Not knowing his intentions made my nerves prickle, keeping me on edge.I looked down at my dress, anxiously smoothing the dark blue fabric over my knees. The gown was elegant, hugging my curves modestly, and I hoped it was fancy enough for whatever Adrian had in mind without drawing too much attention. The necklace he’d given me sparkled against my collarbone, a surprising gift that made me feel… appreciated? But I knew better than to feel comfortable around Adrian, especially when he kept his Intentions so vague.The car slowed, pulling up to a grand building with tall glass walls that reflected the evening lights. I swallowed hard as Ismael, Adrian’s driver, stepped out and o