Travis POVI didn't waste time knocking on the door, I used my card. The door clicked open and I walked in. It was lights out, so I didn't rush in.I lingered by the entrance calling her name softly, but there was no response. There was no movement either. The whole place was still like nobody was home.“Selina? Selina!” I called the second and third time but it was oddly quiet. Damnit!“I am coming in,” I said and proceeded forward… my heart breathing fast.I switched on the light and my eyes scanned the living room.I gasped when I saw her.She was still in the clothes she wore in the morning. She was sitting, curled up on the sofa. She was perched on the edge and almost falling off. She seemed to be asleep.“Gosh…that must hurt… her bad foot,” I cussed and ran to her.“Selina!!” I called softly.This time she heard me. She rumbled and tilted forward. Her eyes flicked open and widened when she realised she was at the edge of the sofa. She tried to catch herself but it was too late.
Selina’s POV“Where should I go? The company or…?” Fox asked.“Take me back to the estate,” I cut in, my voice low, tears burning in my eyes.Fox and the guards were silent all through the drive. My mind stayed blank. I was too hurt to think, too hollow to even be angry.By the time the gates of the estate opened, whatever fight I had left was gone. All that remained was an ache so deep it felt like it had settled in my bones.Fox brought the car to a stop. Zick stepped out first, opening my door. As he helped me out, I felt drained. My body felt heavier than it should be.The crutches bit into my palms when I tried to move. Pain tugging at the stitches in my side. I must have wrenched something earlier when I flipped Max to the floor. Remembering the scene again made me wince.“Keep the crutches. Just help me in,” I told my guards, and they rushed to my sides and guided me to my apartment. Once inside, they left me in silence.I didn’t bother undressing. I dropped onto the sofa, my c
“What in God’s name was that, Selina? How could you…your own stepmother? Do you have any idea what you’ve just done to this family’s name?” My father was the first to speak up.What!? Is that all he has to say? Just like he had always done, he was taking Silver's side again. My heart cringed in pain. My fingers tightened around the crutches, but I kept my voice steady. “I didn’t do anything to this family’s name. Your wife did. I just pulled off the mask so everyone could see.”My father's face flushed with indignation. “You accuse her without proof.“Proof?” I cut in, my tone pitched. “I am a living proof,” I said. I raised up my bad leg and showcased my crutches.“Your wife hired people to kill Mr. Alfred and me. We narrowly escaped death. Did you say I had her arrested? No. The police did their job. Her accomplice ‘Andrew Saints’...” I said the name with meaning, making it hit home. My father’s eyes widened but he said nothing.“Her accomplice, Andrew Saints, mentioned her as the
Selina's POV I arrived at the Morrison villa just before sunrise, the sky was still buried within shades of darkness. Despite my bad leg, I limped with an air of arrogance. As the servants and other staff greeted me, their eyes were fixed on my legs and crutches. But I didn't bloody care!“Selina…” my father called with delight as I walked into the living room.“What brings you around? it's quite early,” the words stuck in his lips as he beheld my crutches. He rose slowly and unsteadily to his feet.Something about him didn't feel right, he seemed to be unwell. I hadn't seen him since my first day as the Chairwoman. But that wasn't why I was here.“Dad, when did you become an early riser? It's quite early and you're up already. When…” “Crutches? What happened to you?” My father cut in “These?” I responded, tilting up one of the crutches. “Let's say… I survived the valley of death.” I shifted my gaze to Silver who was sitting on the couch with Max on the sofa just beside her. Then
Selina's POVWhen the maids arrived I was cold to the bones. I wished I had come in with my crutches, it would have been easier to return even without the maids.They helped me out of the bathtub and helped me with the towel that was hanging on the rack.With shivering hands I draped the towel across my chest and limped into the bedroom.Travis' scent hit me hard and I did a double look around the room. He is gone, but that damn suit! “Hey! Pack them away and bring my crutches close to the bed,” I said to one of the maids.As she did, I switched on the heater and sank into the bed.“You are trying hard,” I hummed to myself. I remembered how I stood tall against Max when he charged at me… And earlier, Travis kissed me and fondled my breasts… That was the closest any man had ever gone. Since I broke free from Max who ripped off my innocence, I had never allowed any man close enough…I looked at my breasts as they bounced on my chest.Brian didn't seek any form of intimacy, we were engro
Travis' POVI should've stayed back in my wing, poured myself some drinks, invited two to three girls that I would ravage all night, but Selina had been running through my mind since the moment she left in the morning.Tonight, I didn’t come to argue, I didn’t come to push her for sex. I just wanted to see her. After the day’s ordeal I wanted to make sure she was okay…And maybe reassure myself that she was still mine and our deal was still intact.I knocked. Once. Twice. Her voice came through the door, soft and unwilling, telling me not to come in. That was all the confirmation I needed.With a clean swipe of the master card, the door opened under my hand. I felt her essence as I walked from the passage away to the living room and down to her bedroom.My suit from earlier lay abandoned on the couch, like she couldn’t get it off fast enough.Then my gaze rested on her. Hair falling over her shoulders, blanket tangled around her legs– the rest of her was bare except for her panties and