LOGINPOV: Felix
She is so stubborn...She never seemed to get tired of putting up a fight. All the time, she kicked and thrashed about until she got tired and finally gave up trying to break free. Her struggles remind me of the fire I saw in her eyes the day we met. It’s the same fire that drives my desire to have her. That night had been magical.
It was a snowy night, and I was attending a banquet to showcase the newest designs of jewelry from my company. As a Jewelry designer, Selina Nash attended a banquet at the invitation of her friend Simon Wilson, with the purpose of observing and learning from the jewelry designs of high society ladies, so to speak. For some weird reason Selina, who is supposed to be paying attention seems uninterested in the topics of conversation. As fate would have it, she chose to go outside to build a snowman for her amusement. I was in my private room when I spotted this vixen, playing around in the snow and giggling happily. I envied her, I would give anything to be so happy and carefree. I loved and hated her free spirit. From within the darkened room, I watched her through the window and took a special interest in her. Then I instructed my PA John, to investigate Selina's personal background. “I want to know everything there is to know about her.” I instructed him firmly while I gazed at her longingly. He took one look at her and turned to stare back at me in silence. He could tell that I was smitten by her, I guess it’s a feeling I cannot hide even if I wanted to. Everyone knows I don’t take no for an answer, I’m a go-getter. I always get what I want, and this will not be an exception. I heard the door shut, and I knew John had gone to carry out my instructions. I could not move away from that window, not when I was staring at the most beautiful woman that had ever walked this earth. I stayed glued to that window, watching her have fun all by herself. A warm smile spread across my face as I watched her act like a kid in the snow. She is so beautiful and she tends to give it her all when she sets her mind to a task. I noticed she took her time to build her snowman and it turned out beautifully. I imagined this same scenery but in a different location. This time I’ll be standing right by her side as we both build a snowman together. We’ll probably have some kids running around, gathering the snow, and making it more fun. That would be a perfect picture, one that I would cherish forever. I kept watching with a smile plastered on my face, and just as I began to create a mental picture of a perfect family, a guy walked out from the banquet hall and hugged her from behind, making her giggle excitedly. The smile on my face disappeared immediately and I folded my knuckles and scrunched up my face in anger, “Who dares to touch my woman?” I thought within me as she played with him in the snow. They seem to enjoy each other's company and that made me so fucking furious. I know that idiot, his name is Simon Wilson. His family held a prominent position in my company and they are well-known domestically. He has an arranged fiancée through his family. They are engaged to be married soon and everyone knows about it. Why would she be fooling around with someone’s fiancé, is she not aware of their engagement? I was fuming in rage as I saw them having fun together. My eyes did not leave their sides for even one second. I focused my gaze on them, glaring at Simon and wishing to punch his face and break the hands he had used to hold her. I want her all to myself, if only I could cut off her ties to everyone else and keep her all to myself. My searing gaze could be felt by Simon, I could tell from my position that Simon sensed that someone was watching him and Selina from the darkness. He looked towards the building, looking up to my office where I stood by the window unmoving. I did not flinch at his gaze, I needed him to see me looking his way, I needed to arouse fear within him. By now he should know that no one dares to cross my path. I knew the moment that he realized that the unlit room belonged to me. The fear in his eyes was evident, but he tried so hard to hide it from her. Even though he was aware of my identity, he opted not to reveal this to Selina and instead escorted her back to the banquet hall, hiding the fact that he was scared of my anger. But, she is smart… She is so smart and observant. He tried to hide it, but she caught him staring that way and she must have felt my gaze too. Her curiosity was piqued, she wanted to know what was going on and she kept asking him several questions he led her back to the banquet hall. Just before she entered the door leading to the banquet hall, she stopped for a few seconds and she looked up in my direction, spotting my figure in the dark. She had no idea what that simple act of hers did to my body. I felt a strong desire to hold her in my arms and kiss her until her lips bruised. It was at that very moment that I knew that I would do anything to have her by my side. I won’t take no for an answer and I certainly won’t let anyone stand in my way. I want her and I’m going to get her. She will be mine, I’ll make sure of that. I decided to take steps to ensure that she would stay by my side. The first step is to go down there and make sure no other man gets anywhere near her. To think that I never even wanted to be here. Now my excitement is unmatched and I’m beginning to fantasize about her already. When I arrived at the banquet, I made my way through the crowded hall, acknowledging the greetings of my subordinates and partners. I saw Simon and that is why I decided to head this way and make know that I am a rare of his hidden feelings for Selina. She may be naïve and carefree, but I can see the way he looks at her when she is not looking and that is very annoying. I stopped when I got to where he was standing and I gave him a look that said, “Don’t fucking dare me!” He looked nervous and he tried to walk away. But I blocked the path with my shoulder and forced him to stand before me and shiver like a chicken as I glared dangerously at him, “The next time you lay your hands on Selina would be your last. I’ll fucking cut them off!” I told fiercely, threatening him. He wanted to respond, but she walked over and stood between us, looking like an angel. “What's going on here?” she asked innocently, looking a bit puzzled. I was not listening to her or anyone else, I was lost in those eyes. There is a fire within her orbs, and I got sucked into it.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 SelinaI managed to keep my phone off all this while just to avoid his call. But I needed to make some calls and get some things deleted from my phone. So I turned it on and got to work, my phone vibrated again, slicing open the fragile calm of the night. My heart raced, echoing the ominous reality I was desperate to evade. In the fog of sleep deprivation, I barely managed to reach for it, hands shaking. The screen lit up, a stark reminder of my captivity, the name flashing in bold, ‘Felix.’I shot a glance at Martin and Amaya, still asleep in their makeshift beds. Martin’s distrust for Felix was palpable, and Amaya had become my fiercest ally, yet the terror of that name stitched itself painfully into my consciousness. I couldn’t risk waking them, not yet. I stared at the phone, heart pounding a rhythm of dread. Why was he calling now? Was this a game, an attempt to rattle me? Or was it worse, an indication that he was onto me? What would I do if he shows up here and demands I
POV Selina I finally made it to Martin’s place after escaping Felix’s house, my heart pounding like a drum in my chest. The door creaked open, and there he was—Martin, my old friend, looking relieved but wary. And then, Amaya. It had taken a lot of apologies and explanation to get Amaya to visit me again. It’s been months since I set eyes on her. After Felix’s company kicked us out of the apartment, Felix let me stay with him. But he didn’t let Amaya move in with him, so she had to stay with her boyfriend, making her angry because we never planned for any of this. Felix never let me visit her, he made sure I never spoke to her again, claiming she was a bad influence. I never visited her, and she never... well, today was different.Amaya rushed forward, her arms wrapping around me in a hug that felt both comforting and fragile, like she wasn’t sure if she should pull away. Martin’s cramped apartment smelled of instant noodles and old books, a far cry from the polished luxury of Felix’
POV: Selina That’s when I saw it. Tucked into the narrow, shadowed space between the marble vanity and the wall, right where the baseboard met the tile, was a small, metallic glint. It wasn’t a bottle cap or a lost piece of jewelry. It was a key. A simple, old-fashioned skeleton key, its brass dul
POV: Selina “Why are you telling me all this?” I asked, shocked by all the things he just revealed to me.“You asked for the truth, and I have it to you,’ the said proudly. “What if I decide to leave after finding out the truth?What if I can’t handle the truth, are you not scared of me walking a
POV: Selina The air in the room felt heavy, thick with tension, as I sat on the couch, staring at Felix. His charming smile, the one that first drew me in, now felt like a mask hiding something sinister. I needed answers, and I wasn’t going to let his allure distract me any longer. Not after the w
POV: SelinaI sat on the plush, oversized couch in the private lounge, a glass of what was probably the most expensive champagne I had ever tasted resting in my hand. The bubbles danced upward, mirroring the unease churning in my chest. Felix was seated next to me, his trademark charming smile on d







