MasukPOV: Selina
He stared at me as if I was some delicious meal that had been set before him. For a moment there, I thought he was not going to respond to my question. Then he smiled at me, his beautiful smile that melted the ice around my heart. He took two steps towards me and stood right in front of me. For some weird reason, I did not flinch at his fierce gaze, and that made him chuckle sinisterly, “Stubborn, huh?” He asked me as he leaned and whispered in my ears, “I’m the man that is about to change your life, My pet. Soon, you are going to be mine, and will dominate you.” He told me fiercely. I gasped in shock at his confidence when he said those words. He looked like he meant every word and that should scare me a little, but it didn’t. It only made me more curious about him. “Who the hell is he?” I asked Simon as we both stood at a spot and watched him walk away. His steps were heavy and precise, causing everyone to feel his presence as he walked past them. I could not stop the smile that spread across my face as I watched him leave. I felt excited to meet someone so confident and charismatic. I turned to Simon to fix out more about him, but he had this furious anger on his face and he wouldn’t stop glaring at me and at the guy walking away. “That is Felix Yeats and you cannot be smiling about him or fantasizing about him either. You need to stay away from Felix Yeats, he is a powerful figure not to be trifled with. The last girl he had been cozy with had ended up in a mental asylum. If you ever want to work at FY Glams, then stay away from him at all costs.” He told me sternly. He explained to me that Felix had a special past with Mrs. Wilson, his mother. Even with his mother's relationship with him, she still walks on eggshells around him. “He is so mean and arrogant, you need to avoid him like a parasite. If you get into trouble with him, I can’t help you, Selina. So it’s best if you just listen to me.” He warned me sternly, acting all protective and firm. “Oh, come on, Simon! He can’t be that bad, even monsters can be tamed you know. Besides, I can take care of myself.” I told him jokingly. I smiled to lighten the situation, but in my heart, I felt so scared of this guy. “I’m serious, Selina, you have to stay away from…” “Hold that thought, Simon, I need a drink.” I told him firmly. His nervousness was making me nervous too and I really don’t like it. I’m guessing that Felix guy was just drunk or something. I decided that it was best if I just got a drink and enjoyed the party like everyone else. I had no idea that I was being stalked by Evelyn Turner. “I warned you, didn’t I? This is what you get for not listening to me, you man thief!” she told me angrily when I accidentally bumped into her. She smirked at me and splashed me with red wine from her glass. I gasped in shock and stared at her in disbelief, but she simply smirked at me, daring me to react or put up a fight with her. She got furious when I didn’t say a word to her, I saw her gesture to her friends to do the same and they both spilled their drinks on my face, chuckling like an idiot. I raised my hand to hit her but I was stopped by one of her guards. He stopped my hand midway and pushed me back. I tried to fight back but he is way stronger. “You bitch! What did I ever do to you?” I asked her sadly, trying to hold back the tears. By now a lot of people are staring at us, and I look so pathetic and weak before everyone. I couldn’t fight back to defend myself, I couldn’t even leave because she was blocking my path with her friends and guards. “You tried to steal my man, you whore! I warned you to stay away from him, but you just can’t leave him, can you?” she asked in an icy tone that made me sick. “You’ll pay for this, Evelyn! You won’t get away with this!” I yelled at her, trying to break free from her guards. I can’t believe that she just attacked and publicly humiliated me out of jealousy. “I will get away with this and many more. Do you know why? I am Evelyn Turner, the future official wife of Simon Wilson. I am from a wealthy background and I have all it takes to be a Wilson and you don’t. So back off, else I’ll make an example out of you.” She warned angrily. It was at that moment that someone pushed through the crowd and came up to me, shielding me from the guards. It was Simon! He just stepped in, trying to protect me and defuse the situation. But his presence only made Evelyn more furious. He should have stood by his fiancee’s side, but he came up to me and stood by my side. “How can you stand by her, Simon? I’m your fiancee, you should take my side!” she whined like a baby. “Stop this nonsense right now, Evelyn! Why are you creating a scene and embarrassing me in public? If you keep acting like a silly spoilt brat, I’ll be forced to cancel our engagement!” he warned her sternly. She gasped in shock at his words, she could not believe that he would threaten to cancel their engagement. That made her feel ashamed and angry with him. She rushed to attack him just as Mrs. Wilson made her graceful appearance. There was silence when she showed up, only hushed whispers could be heard in the crowd as Mrs. Wilson, the hostess of the banquet and Evelyn's mother-in-law to be, that is Simon's mom. “You dare to raise your hand at my son! How dare you, Evelyn? How can you create such a disgraceful scene at my big event? Were you not trained to conduct yourself in public, is this how you plan to become a Wilson?” she asked her, expressing her disappointment with Evelyn Turner's behavior, questioning the upbringing of Evelyn's family and hinting at reconsidering future cooperation between both families. “You can’t talk to me that way, who the hell do you think you are? My father is Stanley Turner, he owns several companies in this city. You don’t even own this company you always brag about, you only work here. How dare you question my background and upbringing? My family name speaks for itself, I am a wealthy heiress and your son is lucky to have me. You should be proud to call me daughter-in-law. You seem to forget the deal you have with my father, you forget how much you owe my family. The deal was to form a marriage alliance between your pathetic son and me. So it’s your job to call him to order and stop him from messing around with whores with no background.” She stated proudly, staring back at Mrs Wilson without flinching. There was a collective gasp from the crowd. Everyone marveled at her arrogance and they were eager to see what Mrs Wilson would do or say to her. Was it true that she owed money to the Turner and that is why Simon was betrothed to Evelyn? These are serious accusations and everyone’s interest was piqued. We expected her to lash out at Evelyn, but she only went closer to Evelyn and demanded an apology for her rude words and for causing a scene at her big party. “Really, an apology?” came a husky masculine voice from the crowd. Everyone turned to the direction of the voice and it was coming from the second floor where Felix stood on the balcony with a glass of wine in his hand. “Mr Yeats, it’s not a problem at all. I have it under control, I can manage the situation.” Mrs Wilson let out nervously. “Of course, you can.” He responded in a mocking tone, his face stern and furious. He ignored her words and walked down the stairs, walking towards our position in the banquet hall. There was absolute silence, it felt like a demigod was passing through. All that could be heard were his footsteps on the tiles as he approached us. “Get this arrogant bitch out of here and ban her family from doing business with us ever again. I don’t want to see her within ten feet of any of my buildings!” he ordered fiercely, his eyes filled with rage. Before he finished talking, his guards swung into action and Evelyn Turner was forcibly removed from the banquet hall by his security personnel. Before she was taken away, she turned to me and issued more threats, claiming she wouldn't let me off easily. I notice Felix grinding his teeth in anger as if that threat was issued to him and not to me. He turned and headed back upstairs, but I noticed the look he gave me when he walked past me and saw Simon standing next to me. It was like a warning look, but I didn’t understand until I got a text on my phone, “You have a solid background now, do not let yourself be bullied by anyone. It’s only me that is allowed to bully you, no one else. Now, get away from his arms before I murder him.”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: LinaAll day I paced the room, thinking of a way out of this situation. The security guards won’t let me out of the house without his permission. If they call him to inform him of my departure, he would suspect something. So my best chance of escaping would have to be in the night, when Felix is in bed, sleeping. They know I wouldn’t dare leave Felix’s side without his permission. It’ll be easier to get past them while he is around than when he is at work. They’re more vigilant in his absence, scared of the punishment they would face if he is pissed off. But how do I escape from Felix when he is very watchful and vigilant?What if he discovered that his secret has been exposed, what if he finds out that I know the truth about his Exes?I felt so scared as I kept coming up with different ideas, but gave up on them sooner when I discovered the flaws in those plans. I couldn’t eat or bath or do anything else all day. I wanted to research about his Exes and why the police never foun
POV: Selina That room looks familiar and I want to know what is in there. I'd glimpsed it weeks ago through a crack in the hallway wall while Felix was on a call, a sliver of polished wood, odd angles that didn't match the mansion's sleek lines. Curiosity had nagged, but his watchful eyes always pulled me back. Not today. The next day, after Felix left for work, her curiosity led her back to that door. His Mercedes purred out the drive at 8:15 AM sharp, security gates clanging shut. I waited thirty minutes, heart thudding, then crept upstairs, fingers tracing the wallpaper where I'd seen it.The hallway felt longer, shadows thicker. There, seamless panel. Nails bitten raw, I scratched frantically at the door triggers a hidden mechanism, causing a section of the wall to slide open, revealing a narrow passageway that descends into darkness, the air heavy with the scent of cinnamon and decay. A hiss of hydraulics, then dust motes danced in the shaft of light. Stairs spiralled down, stee
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 dulled by time and moisture, its bow shaped like an intricate, twisted vine.My breath hitched. It was the kind of key that would fit an ornate, antiquated keyhole. Like the one on his study door.Felix stood, draping a towel around his own hips. “You’re trembling,” he murmured, his hands coming up to rub my arms. “I was too rough.”“No,” I whispered, my eyes locked on that sliver of shadow. “I’m okay.” But I wasn’t. The curiosity, which had been blissfully drowned out by the roar of my blood and the power of his possession, came flooding back, icy and sharp. Why was a key like that hidden in our bathroom?“Come on,” he said, his voice soft, coaxing. He turned me away from the vanity, guiding m
POV: Selina The water beat down on us, a warm, relentless rhythm that matched the pounding of my heart. Felix held me against the slick tile, his release still pulsing inside me, his breath hot on my neck. The climax had been a brutal, beautiful claiming, but the energy between us hadn’t dissipated. It had only shifted, becoming something darker, more intentional.His hands, which had been gripping my hips, smoothed up my sides. He kissed my shoulder, a soft brush of lips that felt like a lie after the force of his possession. “Turn around,” he murmured, his voice a low, graveled command that vibrated through my bones.I did, my body moving automatically, still humming from the aftershocks. He guided me with firm pressure, away from the wall, towards the wide, marble-topped vanity. The mirror was fogged, obscuring our reflections, turning the world into a blur of steam and shadow.“Bend over,” Felix said, his tone leaving no room for question. His hands settled on my shoulders, apply
POV: Selina The scratch of claws against metal was the only sound in the silent hallway. Lina, Felix’s cute parlour dog was utterly fixated on the door. Her entire body was taut, ears pricked forward, her nose pressed to the seam where the unyielding surface met the floor. A low, insistent growl rumbled from her chest. And I was just as captivated.It wasn’t a normal door. The steel, or whatever alloy it was made from had a cold, gunmetal-gray sheen that seemed to absorb the warm hallway light. Four distinct locks were embedded in its frame, a heavy mechanical deadbolt, a modern digital keypad glowing with a faint red light, a biometric scanner, and an old-fashioned, ornate keyhole with a cover. A password too? For a study?My fingers traced the cool, smooth surface. It felt so cold, massive, a barrier to another world entirely. Lina barked, a sharp, commanding sound that broke my trance. She pawed at it again, her nails clicking against the impossible surface, making me even mo







