Selena Lethal I had woken up some minutes ago to find myself in a car with bandages all over my injuries, we were heading back home, I don’t know how I was carried but all I know is that I’m presently in a car alone with a bodyguard, the man looks more tougher than Martin, he looks like a type to easily snap my head off on command. Thinking of Marin, I can’t help but feel guilty about the fact that I had put him in trouble, though that wasn’t my plan at all, Martin and I grew to be friends and I don’t wanna see him hurt. Well, I decided to focus my attention on the road, there was no point of escaping, I’m sure Angel has eyes everywhere. I couldn’t help but stare excitedly at the beautiful city of Italy, I have never been here before. Well, all my excitement came to an end when my eyes landed at Angel’s gigantic mansion, I gulped, not knowing how to face Bianca and Martin, they’d probably be disappointed in me but I had to do what I had to do to see my father. Driving into the mansi
Angel Roswell I watched as Heaven ran around the garden with Selena, my wife. It was a strange feeling, seeing the two of them together. I didn't love Selena, and I knew she hated me too, but she was good with Heaven. I couldn't deny that.Heaven laughed as she played, and Selena joined in. It was a rare moment of happiness for us, even if it was just for show. I couldn't help but feel grateful that Selena was there for Heaven, even if I couldn't be the father she deserved.Later that day, I sat in my office with Andreas, my best friend and right-hand man. We were going over some business deals when I brought up Selena."I'm happy she's getting along with Heaven," I said, leaning back in my chair.Andreas raised an eyebrow. "Really? You hate her, Angel.""I know," I sighed. "But she's good for Heaven. I can't deny that."Andreas nodded slowly. "Maybe you should try to make things work with her."I snorted. "That's not going to happen. She hates me, and I don't love her.""Well, then
Selena's POV:I couldn't help but feel annoyed when Angel nearly ran into me as he left his office once again, I hate the fact that I had to pass his office to get to Heaven's room. And he was always so careless and never seemed to care about anyone else's feelings. I was about to snap at him when he spoke first."Watch where you're going, Selena," he said, pushing past me.I sneered at him. "Why bother? You never consider anyone else's feelings anyway."He clenched his jaw, and I knew I had hit a nerve. "I don't have time for this, Selena. I have more important things to deal with than your attitude.""Of course, you do," I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "Like playing mob boss and neglecting your daughter."I saw a flicker of guilt cross his face, but he quickly masked it. "I have to go," he said shortly before walking away.I muttered under my breath as I watched him go. That night, I lay in bed, unable to sleep. I kept tossing and turning, my thoughts consumed by Heaven and
Selena’s pov I left Heaven with Bianca in the room, and started to walk down the hallway. My heart was racing, and I could feel the sweat on my palms. I was about to confront my father, the man who raised me and loved me unconditionally. But now, he was the one attacking us, trying to get me back from Angel's evil clutches. As I reached the end of the hallway, I saw my father standing there, his eyes red with anger. I could see the pain and desperation in his eyes, and it broke my heart. But I knew what I had to do. I took a deep breath and approached him slowly."Dad," I said softly, trying to keep my voice steady. "Please listen to me. I can't go back with you."My father looked at me, his expression softening slightly. "Selena, you have to come back with me. You can't stay with that man. He's not good for you."I knew he was right, but I couldn't tell him the whole truth. I hated Angel for forcing me to marry him, but I had to stay with him for the sake of my father's life. It wa
SelenaI woke up to the sound of birds chirping outside my window, feeling refreshed and excited for the day ahead. As I got out of bed and stretched my arms, I couldn't help but smile at the thought of seeing my little angel, Heaven. I had grown fond of her. I quickly got dressed and made my way to Heaven's room, eager to start the day with my little one. As I walked down the hallway, I could hear Saint and Heaven giggling and chatting away, which made me feel a bit confused. When I opened the door, I saw Saint and Heaven sitting on the bed, sharing a joke and laughing together. It was such a heartwarming sight to see them both so happy and carefree in each other's company."Good morning, Saint!" I greeted him with a warm smile."Good morning, Selena! How did you sleep?" Saint replied with his usual friendly demeanor."I slept great, thank you for asking. And how about you?" I asked, genuinely curious about his wellbeing."I slept like a baby, thanks to your comfortable guest room,
Selena I stood before the mirror, carefully adjusting the last few tendrils of my wavy, chestnut hair. Tonight was no ordinary night. Tonight, I would slip away from the gilded cage that was my life and venture into a world of possibilities. It was Bianca's school party, and though I knew Angel would never approve, I couldn't bear to miss it. Tonight, I would be free.I took a deep breath, my eyes sparkling with anticipation. The dress I wore was a daring scarlet, hugging my curves in all the right places. It felt liberating to wear something other than the drab, suffocating attire Angel had made his guards get me. Tonight, I was Selena, not just Angel's wife, I have missed this part of me so much, I miss my life over at my fathers house. I was determined to savor every stolen moment.Bianca's car pulled up outside the grand estate, she had to park In front in other for me to maneuver through. My heart fluttered with a mix of excitement and nervousness. This was the moment. If we wer
Selena’s povAs I turned the key in the front door lock, a wave of unease washed over me. The house felt unusually quiet, and the tension in the air was palpable. I hesitated for a moment, trying to summon the courage to step inside. My heart pounded in my chest, matching the rhythm of my anxious breaths. With a deep breath, I pushed the door open, and there he was.Angel stood in the middle of the living room, his arms crossed tightly across his chest. His usually warm hazel eyes were now cold, filled with a mixture of anger and disappointment. I felt my stomach sink as I realized he had found out about my secret excursion to the party last night."Selena," he hissed, his voice dripping with venom. "Where have you been?"I took a tentative step forward, my eyes darting around the room, searching for any signs of forgiveness or understanding. None were to be found. "I... I went out with some friends," I stammered, my voice barely a whisper. "I'm sorry, Angel. I didn't think it would be
Selena’s pov I sat at the ornate vanity in my bedroom, gazing into the mirror as I absentmindedly brushed my long, dark hair. My mind was clouded with thoughts, doubts, and an unsettling realization that had been creeping up on me for quite some time. I couldn't deny it any longer—I was being weak, allowing Angel to talk to me rudely and stop me from going out, and my own silence was complicit in his actions.Angel, was not only a powerful figure in the mafia but also a man who knew how to manipulate and control. Over the month, I had become accustomed to his brash behavior, his sharp tongue, and his complete disregard for my feelings. But now, as I stared at my reflection, something in me had changed. I am the daughter of a mafia! A surge of determination coursed through my veins. I had grown up surrounded by the mafia, watching my father command respect and instill fear in others. I had learned the ins and outs of this world, yet I had allowed myself to be reduced to nothing more