Alle Kapitel von Twisted INTENTIONS : Kapitel 1 – Kapitel 10

The Night Before the WeddingThe wedding was tomorrow.Selina Carter stood in the quiet bridal suite, staring at her reflection in the mirror. The white dress hung nearby, protected in a clear garment bag. Everything was ready. The flowers, the venue, the guests flying in from different cities. Her life was supposed to begin tomorrow.She should have been happy.Instead, something felt… wrong.Jason had been acting strange all evening. Distracted. Avoiding eye contact. His phone glued to his hand.Selina tried to convince herself it was just wedding stress.But deep down, her instincts were screaming.Her phone buzzed on the table. A message from her best friend.Lila: Where are you? I thought you'd be at the rehearsal dinner.Selina frowned.Lila had left the dinner earlier, saying she felt sick.Jason had also disappeared about twenty minutes ago.Her chest tightened.“No,” she whispered to herself. “Don’t be paranoid.”Still, the uneasy feeling refused to go away.Selina grabbed he

The BrotherThe plane landed in London just after noon.Selina stepped out of the airport with dark sunglasses covering her eyes and a calm expression on her face. No one looking at her would guess that only two days ago she had been a bride whose wedding collapsed hours before the ceremony.But inside, the fire was still burning.Her suitcase rolled behind her as she walked toward the taxi line. London was colder than she expected, the air crisp and slightly damp, but she barely noticed.Her mind was focused on one person.Adrian Carter.Jason’s older brother.The man who lived overseas and rarely came back home.Selina had only seen him in photos before—family gatherings Jason once showed her on his phone.Tall.Sharp features.Calm, serious eyes.Jason used to say Adrian hated family drama and avoided it whenever possible.Perfect.Because Adrian had no idea who Selina was.He didn’t know she was supposed to marry his brother.He didn’t know the wedding was canceled.He didn’t know

The First CrackJason Carter stared at his phone for the third time that morning.Selina’s number was still unreachable.Not that it mattered.The wedding was already ruined.The invitations had been sent, the hall booked, the guests ready—and then everything collapsed overnight.Jason ran a frustrated hand through his hair.Across the living room, Lila watched him carefully.“You’re still thinking about her?” she asked.Jason frowned.“I’m thinking about the mess she caused.”Lila crossed her arms.“Selina left. That was her choice.”Jason scoffed.“After what she did yesterday?”Lila’s expression darkened slightly.The video.She still couldn’t believe Selina had done that.Sleeping with her boyfriend was one thing.But recording it and sending it directly to her phone?That was humiliation.Public humiliation.“She’s crazy,” Lila muttered.Jason didn’t answer.Because deep down, something bothered him.Selina had always been calm.Quiet.Loyal.The woman he knew would never do some

The Dinner Selena’s fingers trembled slightly as she sipped the last of her coffee, trying to focus on something—anything—other than the storm inside her. Adrian’s presence had a way of making the world shrink, narrowing her thoughts to a dangerous single point: him. She had come to London to execute a plan, a calculated revenge. Jason had been the target. Lila had been the collateral. And Adrian… Adrian had been a tool, nothing more.But reality had a cruel way of rewriting plans.Adrian, standing across from her in his office, looked calm, collected, utterly infuriating in the way he could command a room without even trying. His eyes were fixed on her, a quiet intensity that made her heart thump harder than she would admit.“Selena,” he began softly, almost casually, “I would like you to come over today. Let’s have dinner together… with my brother.”Her chest froze. Her fork hovered mid-air. Dinner with Adrian’s brother? Today? The words didn’t just land—they detonated inside her.

Breakfast ConfessionsJason Carter sat stiffly across from his brother at the breakfast table. The table was neat, organized, a contrast to the storm brewing in Jason’s mind. His coffee steamed gently in front of him, untouched, as he tried to contain the whirlwind of emotions inside: anger, betrayal, confusion, and a touch of lingering guilt.Adrian, calm and composed as always, broke the silence. “I hope you’ve learned your lesson,” he said quietly, his tone even but firm. “Not to cheat in a relationship. Look where it’s cost you now.”Jason’s jaw tightened. “I did nothing wrong,” he said sharply, his voice rising despite himself. “She… she wasn’t understanding. I—”“Understanding to who?” Adrian interrupted, his gaze slicing through the tension. “To a cheater?”Jason flinched but didn’t back down. His hands tightened around the mug, knuckles whitening as he took a shaky breath. “Do you know what she did after she caught me with her best friend?” he asked, voice low, tight with ange