Angel Roswell I watched as Heaven ran around the garden with Selena, my wife. It was a strange feeling, seeing the two of them together. I didn't love Selena, and I knew she hated me too, but she was good with Heaven. I couldn't deny that.Heaven laughed as she played, and Selena joined in. It was a rare moment of happiness for us, even if it was just for show. I couldn't help but feel grateful that Selena was there for Heaven, even if I couldn't be the father she deserved.Later that day, I sat in my office with Andreas, my best friend and right-hand man. We were going over some business deals when I brought up Selena."I'm happy she's getting along with Heaven," I said, leaning back in my chair.Andreas raised an eyebrow. "Really? You hate her, Angel.""I know," I sighed. "But she's good for Heaven. I can't deny that."Andreas nodded slowly. "Maybe you should try to make things work with her."I snorted. "That's not going to happen. She hates me, and I don't love her.""Well, then

Selena’s pov I left Heaven with Bianca in the room, and started to walk down the hallway. My heart was racing, and I could feel the sweat on my palms. I was about to confront my father, the man who raised me and loved me unconditionally. But now, he was the one attacking us, trying to get me back from Angel's evil clutches. As I reached the end of the hallway, I saw my father standing there, his eyes red with anger. I could see the pain and desperation in his eyes, and it broke my heart. But I knew what I had to do. I took a deep breath and approached him slowly."Dad," I said softly, trying to keep my voice steady. "Please listen to me. I can't go back with you."My father looked at me, his expression softening slightly. "Selena, you have to come back with me. You can't stay with that man. He's not good for you."I knew he was right, but I couldn't tell him the whole truth. I hated Angel for forcing me to marry him, but I had to stay with him for the sake of my father's life. It wa

Selena I stood before the mirror, carefully adjusting the last few tendrils of my wavy, chestnut hair. Tonight was no ordinary night. Tonight, I would slip away from the gilded cage that was my life and venture into a world of possibilities. It was Bianca's school party, and though I knew Angel would never approve, I couldn't bear to miss it. Tonight, I would be free.I took a deep breath, my eyes sparkling with anticipation. The dress I wore was a daring scarlet, hugging my curves in all the right places. It felt liberating to wear something other than the drab, suffocating attire Angel had made his guards get me. Tonight, I was Selena, not just Angel's wife, I have missed this part of me so much, I miss my life over at my fathers house. I was determined to savor every stolen moment.Bianca's car pulled up outside the grand estate, she had to park In front in other for me to maneuver through. My heart fluttered with a mix of excitement and nervousness. This was the moment. If we wer

Selena’s pov I sat at the ornate vanity in my bedroom, gazing into the mirror as I absentmindedly brushed my long, dark hair. My mind was clouded with thoughts, doubts, and an unsettling realization that had been creeping up on me for quite some time. I couldn't deny it any longer—I was being weak, allowing Angel to talk to me rudely and stop me from going out, and my own silence was complicit in his actions.Angel, was not only a powerful figure in the mafia but also a man who knew how to manipulate and control. Over the month, I had become accustomed to his brash behavior, his sharp tongue, and his complete disregard for my feelings. But now, as I stared at my reflection, something in me had changed. I am the daughter of a mafia! A surge of determination coursed through my veins. I had grown up surrounded by the mafia, watching my father command respect and instill fear in others. I had learned the ins and outs of this world, yet I had allowed myself to be reduced to nothing more

SELENAAs I watched Heaven twirling around in her frilly pink dress, a thought crossed my mind. Why not take her out on a special date, just the two of us? Ever since her father and I got married, I had been trying my best to build a strong bond with her. This would be the perfect opportunity to spend some quality time together and create memories that would last a lifetime."Heaven, sweetheart, would you like to go on a special date with me today?" I asked, crouching down to her level. Her eyes widened with excitement as she nodded vigorously."Really, Mummy? Just you and me?" Heaven's little voice was filled with delight, and I couldn't help but smile."Yes, my darling. Just you and me," I replied, ruffling her golden curls affectionately. "Now, let's get ready for our special day out, shall we?"Heaven squealed with joy, clapping her hands as we both rushed to get ready. I helped her put on her favorite white sneakers, and she insisted on carrying her favorite stuffed bunny, Mr. Cu