LOGINPOV: Selina
“What’s that, what are you staring at?” Simon asked me when he caught me staring wide-eyed. I quickly put my phone away and put on a fake smile, telling him everything was okay. But my heart was beating so fast that I thought it would jump out of my body. “How the hell did he get my number, who the hell is this weirdo and why is he stalking me?” I thought within me as I followed Simon to the second-floor lounge to deal with my dress that had been stained with red wine. As I struggled to get the stain off my dress, it occurred to me that he did not try to tell her the truth about our friendship. He defended me and took my side to prove his support for me. That only proves Evelyn's point that I was having an affair with him. Is he trying to use me to avoid his arranged marriage to her? Is he intentionally making me look like a whore, is that why Felix ad asked me to stay away from him. Maybe Felix is not that bad after all, maybe he is just looking out for me. “Simon, why do you love hanging out with me instead of Evelyn? Don’t get me wrong, I love you, Simon, and you are such a great friend. But I didn’t know that you are having an arranged marriage. I knew you were engaged and I just assumed that you were in love with your fiancee. I didn’t know your family owed money to her family and I didn’t know you were using me to avoid her on purpose. How could you use me that way without informing me first? You are the reason I was humiliated by Evelyn today and I won’t forgive you for this. Why would you do that to me!” I demanded angrily. He wanted to respond to me but hesitated. It’s as if he has something to say but he’s stopping himself. “I’m sorry you feel that way, I didn’t mean you use you or hurt your feelings, Selina. I’ll leave you alone now, I need to attend to some affairs in the banquet.” He told me, offering a sad smile. I wanted to say something, but he walked away as fast as he could without sparing me a second glance. I heaved a frustrated sigh and returned to washing the wine off my dress. It wasn’t up to ten minutes after Simon left to attend to banquet affairs, the room suddenly plunged into darkness. I felt scared, I looked around for an intruder, but I found none. “Hello… Who’s there?” I called out repeatedly in the darkness. But no one answered me. I was all alone in the dark restroom, cold from playing in the snow and from pouring water on my dress to wash off the wine stains. I was going to run towards the door when I felt that tingling on my skin again. It’s the same feeling I had when I was alone playing in the snow. I felt like I was being watched right now and that made me even more scared. I abandoned my purse and phone and ran straight for the exit, but I stopped midway when I sensed someone entering the restroom from the door standing a few feet from me. It was him… Felix Yeats… “I thought I asked you to get away from his arms and stay the fuck away from him? Are you testing my patience, are you trying to test my limits?” he asked me angrily. “Who the hell are you and what are you talking about? I don’t know you, have you mistaken me for someone else?” I asked him in confusion, taking a step back and putting my hand out in a gesture for him to stop. He approached me in the dark, and before I could say another word, he closed the gap between us and quickly twisted my arm behind my back, “You don’t speak when I’m still yelling at your misconduct, Lina! You don’t speak without permission, and you certainly have no right to question me like you just did. I just told you what I’m going to do to you, didn’t I? I am about to change your life, My flame. You are mine and I will dominate you. You will do as I ask without question, you will listen to me when I’m talking and you must obey me. Your heart, your body, all of it belongs to me. You will have to learn the rules fast, Selina. I don’t respond well to stubbornness and disobedience. I don’t have the patience to tolerate your excesses. So I suggest you pay attention and learn to follow the rules quickly!” he warned sternly. The atmosphere was tense and filled with uncertainty. I don’t know what to say that wouldn’t sound offensive to him, I don’t even know what is going on here. I only prayed for him to let me go without hurting me so I could put as much distance as I could between us. He is obviously a lunatic, no sane man would be this mean to a stranger that he knows absolutely nothing about. As the red wine slipped through the opening of my dress, I noticed his growing desire. It was barely concealed, rising quietly within him. He groaned in pleasure and swallowed dryly, forcing me up against the wall. I felt his hard dick pressing against my ass and I squirmed to break free. But that only encouraged him to tighten his grip on me and hold my hand up against the wall. He whispered incoherent words in my ears, rubbing his cheek on my neck and sniffing my hair like a fucking dog. My body seems to have a mind of its own. I have no idea why my body is reacting to his touch when he is obviously set to abuse me. I found myself fighting my desires forcing my mouth shit so I don’t moan at his seduction. I tried so hard to keep my out close, but when he brought his lips down on my neck, I fucking lost it.POV: FelixShe was going to be the death of me. Not Martin, not the compound or the timeline or the ongoing problem of a half-brother who had built his empire in my blind spots. Selina, in the blue dress, walking through my study on her way to the garden at seven in the evening while I sat at my desk trying to maintain the composure of a man who had decided to be patient and finding that decision considerably more difficult to sustain than it had appeared when I made it.I was a man accustomed to outcomes. I set objectives and I pursued them and the pursuit produced results, not always quickly but reliably, because I was willing to apply whatever the situation required for as long as the situation required it. That was how I had operated for twenty years and it had served me well enough in every context I had encountered it in. Every context except this one. This one had its own rules.She walked out of the kitchen while I was mid-sentence on the second morning and I stood at the ki
POV: Selina She squeezed my hand once. That was enough. Felix tried to speak with me that afternoon. He found me in the sitting room where I had established a temporary occupation, a chair by the window, a book I had found on the shelf that I was reading approximately thirty percent of, the remainder of my attention on the garden outside where two of his security team were conducting their rotation with the practiced invisibility of people good at their jobs. He came into the room and sat in the chair across from me with the careful deliberateness that had replaced his previous habit of occupying spaces as if he owned them. He did own this one. He was doing it anyway."I'd like to explain some things," he said. "When you're ready." I looked at my book. "I'm reading.""I can see that." he said, then paused."Selina...""I'm only here," I said, setting the book down and looking at him directly, "Because I realized you aren't the one who wants me dead. And since the one who
POV: SelinaFelix's other mansion was nothing like the first one. That was the first thing I noticed when the convoy pulled through the gates at four in the morning.The first house had been a statement. Everything in it had been positioned to communicate something about the man who owned it, the art, the furniture, the proportions of the rooms, all of it calibrated to produce a specific impression. This house was different. It was large but it felt lived-in, or like it had the capacity to be lived-in, which was not something I would have associated with Felix before tonight.I stood on the front steps while his people moved around us with the efficiency of a night operation concluding, and I looked at the house and thought about the fact that I had been in this city the entire time and had not known this place existed.There was a great deal, it turned out, that I had not known. Amaya appeared at my shoulder. She had been quiet in the car, not the withdrawn quiet of someone who
POV: Felix "MARCO." I didn't raise my voice. I didn't need to. "Tell them to move. Now. All of them." I ordered. Marco was already on the radio. What followed came to me in fragments through the phone, shouting, a crash of something falling, Coleman's voice raised for the first time, the particular chaos of a contained space filling suddenly with too many people and too much intention. I sat in the back of a vehicle that was already moving faster than it had been and listened to sounds I couldn't see and couldn't control and felt something move through me that I had spent twenty years training myself not to feel.Helplessness... Raw, total, undignified helplessness."Lina." I spoke into the phone. "Talk to me." I said. I heard sounds, movement. Then her voice, breathless, "Your men are here." she said, almost in tears."I know, stay behind them.""There's... yes, okay, we're..." The sound of her moving, of Amaya close beside her, of the situation reorganizing itself arou
POV: FelixI got the call at seven forty-three in the evening. Not from my men. Not from Marco. Not from any of the network of people I had deployed across a widening radius over the past eighteen hours, all of whom had been reporting back with variations of the same useless answer... Nothing, no sign, no trace, the trail gone cold at an airstrip that had already been swept clean by the time my forensics team arrived. The call came from a number I didn't recognize. A thin, uncertain signal, the kind that came from basic devices in areas with minimal coverage. I almost didn't answer it, my thumb hovered over the screen for one second and then something... instinct, or the particular desperation of a man who has run out of rational options made me accept it. First came the silence on the other end. Then breathing, and then her voice."Felix."One word. Just my name. But I knew her voice the way I knew my own heartbeat by now, would have known it through static and distance and th
POV: Selina “Nothing behind us,” she said.“Keep watching.”“I am.”Three miles. Five. The road gave us nothing but itself and we took it gratefully, both hands on the wheel, eyes forward. I thought about Dara standing in the building we had left behind, managing her own face, performing whatever she needed to perform to give us the time we needed. I hoped she would be alright. I had no way of knowing whether she would be and hoping was all I had to offer her from seventeen miles of straight road.“Lina,” Amaya said.“I see it.” Lights behind us. Still distant, still possibly nothing, a vehicle going east for its own unrelated reasons in the early evening, but my hands tightened on the wheel and I pressed down incrementally on the accelerator.“How far?” I looked at the odometer. “Maybe nine miles.”“They’re gaining.”“I know.”I drove faster. The Land Cruiser pushed back against the speed briefly and then settled into it, the engine finding a register that felt sustainable. The cra
BROTHERS.Seline.'Was it perhaps too much or was I being too gentle?' I pondered as I paced around my room. Currently I was the only one at home, because as usual, Felix had gone to work.Last night was intense, and enjoyable but when he mentioned the BDSM part, I got afraid once again and ran awa
HOPE.Seline.I stood outside the office building, clutching my belongings tightly in my hands as a feeling of despair ran through me. My heart clenched tightly in pain, my shoulders dropping as I wondered where I would go next from here. My rent was expiring today, I already promised the landlord
POV: Serena I kept replaying the incident in my head, trying to recall when and how I’d implicated myself without my knowledge. I’d caught her s couple of times, and our conversation is always on the same page always. It’s starts with me being shocked at her actions and ends with her offering me a
Selina.I felt shivers run down my spine as I trailed behind Chloe to her office. She entered before me, slamming the door after her loudly, causing me to tremble.'What was going on, why was I having a bad feeling about this?' I pondered, taking in a deep breath and trying to calm myself down.I f







