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Being Generous
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Selena’s POVThe bridal dressers returned with fresh lipstick and trembling hands, ready to make me the perfect doll for a wedding I didn’t want. I let them paint my face, zip up the fitted lace gown, and tuck pearl pins into my hair.But inside, I was ice.I wouldn’t be going to Montreal. I didn’t know how, but I wouldn’t let El Chapo succeed. If I had to fake a smile, walk an aisle, and wait for a miracle, so be it. The one thing I was sure of? I wouldn’t follow him into hell.When they were done, the doors creaked open, and I was led out like livestock.The altar loomed ahead, framed in ivory curtains and golden roses. The air smelled of wealth and doom. El Chapo stood waiting at the front—impeccably dressed, eyes dark with possession, arms loose at his sides like he already owned me.But it wasn’t him that made my breath hitch.It was the front row.Luca. Theo. Mrs. Ashford. And Olivia—my so-called family—sat proudly dressed as honored guests, as if they hadn’t tried to sell me of
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Selena’s POVTwo weeks flew by like a breeze laced with luxury and borrowed peace. I had been living under Dante Harrington’s roof, wrapped in a cocoon of quiet comfort I wasn’t used to.His apartment was modern, elegant, and spacious—far different from the poultry shed I used to call a room. The staff treated me with warmth—like I wasn’t a burden.Isadora had become my unexpected confidante. Once a stranger with guarded eyes, now we spoke like sisters. We shared drinks, traded secrets, and spent hours watching old noir films on the projector screen in the library. There were days I almost forgot I was an ex-convict who had been sold, beaten, and hunted.Luca, Theo, and Mrs. Ashford hadn’t dared to reach out. Not after what they’d done. Not after threatening to ship me off to Montreal like some merchandise. I still dreamed about that warehouse. About the cold floor. About Olivia’s voice mocking me while I starved.Today, of all days, was supposed to be my wedding day to that ghost fia
The Hidden Heiress's Revenge You Are Not Alone Anymore
Selena’s POVI thought I was hallucinating. Until I looked up—and saw him.Dante.His eyes were wide with urgency, scanning me from head to toe before he sprinted toward me. Behind him, three of his men stood at alert, guns still raised, as if expecting another threat.“Oh my days…” he breathed when he finally reached me, dropping to his knees in the dirt.His arms wrapped around me instantly, like he had to feel me breathing to believe I was real. “I’ve been searching for you everywhere.”I couldn’t hold it in anymore. The tears, the fear, the exhaustion—I broke. My head buried into his chest as a sob tore from my throat. “They were going to sell me, Dante…”“I know. I know,” he whispered, voice raw with fury. “All the leads I chased… every damn one of them led to a dead end. I thought I lost you.”He scooped me into his arms like I weighed nothing and carried me all the way to the car. I didn’t protest. I didn’t have the strength. His warmth was the only thing tethering me to the pr
The Hidden Heiress's Revenge You Think This Is Over
Selena’s POVThree days.That was how long I went without food.My body trembled from exhaustion, every breath heavier than the last, my stomach cramping violently with hunger. The concrete floor beneath the chair was damp.My wrists, bound tightly until now, ached with deep, bruised indents.When the heavy steel door creaked open again, I didn’t bother to lift my head. I already knew what it was—the man with the food tray, like clockwork, always placing it within reach… and walking out.But today was different.“I’ll eat,” I croaked, voice dry and cracking like brittle paper.The guard stopped mid-step. Slowly, he walked over and crouched in front of me. He didn’t speak for a long moment—just studied my face like he wasn’t sure if I was serious or just messing with him again.He reached for the ropes around my wrist and began to undo them. “You sure?”“Yes.”As the cords loosened, blood rushed back into my hands like fire.I winced sharply, groaning as the pain returned with ferocity
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Selena’s POVHe answered on the second ring. “Selena. It’s been a while.”“I have something,” I said, voice steady despite the pulse thumping in my throat. “The will. The original one Father gave me. Can you confirm it?”A short silence. “I’m available now. Bring it.”I didn’t waste a second.I cleaned up quickly, showered to wash away the dust and tension, and threw on something neutral but polished—a pale blouse and high-waisted slacks. Within the hour, I was in a cab headed to the lawyer’s downtown office.His building was clean, glass-lined, and quiet. The receptionist waved me in. His office hadn’t changed. Still lined with framed certificates, dark wood furniture, and the heavy smell of books and legal ink.He took the folder from my hands, eyes narrowing slightly as he flipped through the pages. Then again. And again. Finally, he looked up.“It’s genuine,” he said. “Untouched. Signed. Witnessed. This is the original.”A beat of silence passed between us.“Which means,” he conti
The Hidden Heiress's Revenge Being Generous
Selena’s POVI tucked the phone away and leaned back, forcing my attention back on the team’s conversation. But my pulse thudded against my ribs. My ears tuned into every passing noise outside. My mind kept asking the same question:Where had he taken those pictures from? How close had he been?Then it happened.Bang!The car jolted violently to the side. The screech of rubber tearing, metal groaning, and the sharp crack of something snapping echoed in my skull. The driver swore. Liana screamed.We veered sharply across the road, nearly crashing into the sidewalk.My shoulder slammed into the window. I caught Jenna before she hit the seat in front of her. The car skidded, then rolled to a grinding halt, sideways in the middle of a narrow lane.Smoke rose from the hood.“Holy shit,” Ava gasped. “What the hell just happened?”The driver stumbled out. “Tire blew out! But not from wear—someone tampered with it.” He knelt beside the car. “There’s a puncture. A clean one.”My phone buzzed a
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