MasukPOV: FelixThe docks smelled like rust and rain and rotting rope, and I stood at the edge of the water long after my men had swept the warehouses and come back empty-handed.Empty.Always empty.I lit a cigarette I didn’t remember pulling from my pocket and watched the orange tip burn in the dark. Somewhere behind me, my guards were murmuring into their earpieces, cross-referencing names, pulling surveillance feeds, doing everything I paid them obscene amounts of money to do. And still, nothing. I took a long drag and exhaled slowly. Ryan...The name kept snagging in my mind like a hook. I didn’t get to where I was by ignoring the hooks. Every instinct I had , the ones that had kept me alive through wars most men in this city didn’t even know had been fought, told me that Ryan was the mistake. Martin was too careful to be the mistake himself. He always operated through other people, used other hands to keep his own clean. That was how he survived this long without me noticing him
POV: Felix “Sir,” one of my tech guys called through the speaker. “We lost their signal again.” He announced, making me curse out angrily. I shut my eyes briefly, trying to rein in my anger. Of course we did, what was I thinking?I can’t blame them, I have no reason to. I should have known that he would find a way to hide his tracks. He’s messing up my tracking because he’s so good at it. Each time I get their location, he scrambles it up and changed location, making them hard to find even with all my guards and resources, and that only made me more determined, because if Martin thought he could keep Selina away from me, he was underestimating how far I would go for her.Martin was brilliant when it came to disappearing, that was the problem. He always prepared ten steps ahead. Now that I know he is in the picture, it’ll be easy to track them down. With my facial recognition search, I track him down with ease, but he is always one step ahead, and he is playing dirty, taking risks
POV: Felix The city had never felt this suffocating before, not when I buried my wife, not when I watched enemies bleed out at my feet, and not even during the war with Martin, but tonight every streetlight, every passing car, and every second that ticked by without Selina felt like a knife twisting deeper into my chest, because the thought of losing her, even for a moment longer than necessary, was unbearable to me in a way I had never let myself feel before.I sent some guards to the train station, some to the airport and even sent some to the seaport, because I can’t let her leave this city without explaining to her that it was all a huge setup to get her to leave me, and I still don’t know who is responsible, but I’m sure the person who is responsible for all this will pay with his blood, because nothing mattered more to me in that moment than finding Selina before fear, confusion, or someone else’s lies could pull her further away from me.I stood in the middle of my command
POV: Felix I woke up to cold sheets.At first, it didn’t register. My body was still half-drowned in sleep, reaching instinctively to the other side of the bed, expecting warmth, softness, her. My hand met nothing but chilled fabric. I frowned, eyes still closed, shifting slightly as if she had only rolled away from me.“Babe… Lina…” I murmured, my voice thick with sleep.No response…That was when my eyes snapped open. The emptiness beside me wasn’t temporary, it seems absolute. The pillow bore the faint imprint of her head, but it had already begun to lose its shape. The blanket was pulled back, abandoned, cold… Too cold.A sharp unease twisted in my chest. I sat up immediately, my gaze sweeping the room. “Selina?” I called again, louder this time. Silence answered me, and my heart began to pound. I threw the covers off and got out of bed, moving quickly toward the bathroom. The door was slightly ajar. I pushed it open.It was empty…The sink was dry. No sign she had been t
POV: Selina I could feel the pulsating heartbeat of anxiety thundering in my chest as we sped away from the chaos caused by Felix. I wasn’t just running from a man; I was running from the memories and love that tangled my heart like a noose. Felix, despite his monstrous actions, had held pieces of my heart long before this nightmare began. Each fleeting moment gnawed at me, tempting me to believe there was still a thread of love connecting us, urging me to find a way to save him from himself. But as I sat in the back of Martin's car, the weight of my conflicting emotions bore down on me like a heavy shroud.I stared outside at the blur of trees and roadside markers that melted into one another. My heart ached, not just for Felix, who had slipped into darkness, but for the unsettling feeling that the monster he had become would always be part of that romantic memory. I love him, I thought, despite everything. I wish he wasn’t a monster. The words echoed painfully in my mind, and I cou
POV SelinaThe air outside felt different, thicker, charged with a tension that mirrored my racing heart. Each step away from Martin’s apartment felt like peeling away the layers of my old life, one thick sheet of fear at a time. Kicking my past to the curb felt liberating, yet it was fraught with danger. Felix was out there, and he was aware of my absence.Martin hurried us down the street, walking through a jumble of people and cars, urgency etched into his features. Amaya kept glancing over her shoulder, her eyes straining for any sign of his dark silhouette. Our casual clothing felt too revealing; I could almost feel Felix’s eyes on us, even if he wasn’t nearby yet.“We need to think like him,” Martin said as we paused at a corner, panting slightly. “He uses charm and intimidation, but he also has a methodical mind. If he picks up our trail, he’ll narrow it down quickly. We have to make sure we don’t leave a trail for him to follow, we have to be extremely careful. We are dealing
POV: Selina “H… H… How did you know I fell in the bathroom, I never said that to anyone, Martin. How did you know?” I asked in shock, my hands shaking in fear as I realized that he was also wearing a blue jean and boots like my attacker. I looked around me and almost all the guys around me had the s
POV: FelixI sighted Martin Moore amongst her friends and it pissed me off to see her chatting so freely with him. Simon Wilson was there as well, but he wasn’t in her circle, he didn’t even go near her. I’m guessing that he is posted at her for hanging out with me. I don’t care if he wants to hate h
POV: FelixIt had taken everything in me to stop me from forcing myself on her when our bodies collided. She was at her most vulnerable and wished to take control over her when she was too weak to put up a fight. I held her, comforting her, trying to make her see the thrill of getting so scared all f
POV: Selina“Stay back!Stay back! Don’t come any closer!Stay the fu*k away from me, stay away!” I yelled at him, my heart beating in fear as I realized that the cops were no longer here. I’m alone with him and there is no telling what he would do to me. He looked surprised by my reaction, I could tel







