All Chapters of Twisted INTENTIONS : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Too Close to Let GoSelena didn’t move.Not immediately.Adrian stood in front of her, unsteady, his presence filling the small space between them.His words still lingered.“I can’t stop thinking about you…”“…and I hate it.”Her chest tightened.For a moment, she thought about closing the door.Ending it there.Protecting herself from whatever this was.But her body didn’t listen.She stepped aside.“…Come in,” she said quietly.Adrian didn’t argue.Didn’t hesitate.He walked in slowly, his steps uneven, his hand brushing lightly against the wall for balance.Selena closed the door behind him.The soft click sounded louder than it should have.Silence filled the room.Adrian stood there for a second, like he didn’t know what to do next.Selena watched him.Her emotions were a mess—anger, hurt… and something she didn’t want to name.“You shouldn’t have come here like this,” she said softly.Adrian let out a low breath.“Yeah,” he muttered.He didn’t deny it.Selena stepped closer.

The Only Person I TrustSelena sat on the floor beside her bed, her back resting against it, her phone lying loosely in her handEverything felt… heavy.Too many thoughts.Too many questions.No answers.Her mind kept circling the same things.Adrian.The way he looked at her.The way he left.Like nothing had changed.Selena swallowed hard.Her chest tightened again.Then—Lila.Her voice.Her control.The way she spoke like everything was already decided.Selena shut her eyes briefly.“And Jason…” she whispered.That part—That part made everything worse.She exhaled slowly and picked up her phone.There was only one person she could call.Only one person who would understand.Her thumb hovered for a second—then she dialed.The call connected almost immediately.“Selena?” a familiar voice answered.Selena didn’t speak right away.“Are you okay?” Marissa asked, her tone instantly softening.Selena let out a shaky breath.“…Can you come over?”There was no hesitation.“I’m on my way,

It Wasn’t Just Her“…Adrian.”Sarah’s voice cut through gently.He blinked.Looked back at her.“What?” he said, a little too quickly.Sarah tilted her head slightly.“You’ve been somewhere else since we got here.”Adrian leaned back in his chair.“I’m fine.”Sarah didn’t respond immediately.She studied him.The tightness in his jaw.The way his fingers tapped once—then stopped.“You’re not,” she said simply.A pause.Adrian exhaled slowly.“It’s nothing.”“Is it?”Silence.Then—“…Is this about Selena?”His eyes flickered.Just for a second.But she caught it.Adrian looked away.“It’s complicated.”“You still care about her.”He didn’t answer.Didn’t deny it either.Sarah sighed lightly.“I don’t understand you.”“What is there to understand?”“Everything,” she said calmly.A pause.“Because from where I’m standing… she betrayed you.”Adrian’s expression tightened.“She leaked your client information. She was seen with your competitor.”Her voice remained calm.Measured.“And you’r

The Man Who Doesn’t ExistThe night felt longer than usual.Adrian stood by the window of his apartment, one hand resting against the glass, his gaze fixed on the city below.Lights flickered.Cars moved.Life went on.But his mind—was stuck.Replay.Again.And again.Selena’s face.The way she looked at him.Not defensive.Not calculating.Hurt.Confused.“I didn’t do it.”His jaw tightened.If she was lying—then she was good.Too good.Adrian exhaled slowly, dragging a hand through his hair as he stepped back from the window.Nothing was adding up.The leak.Clean.Precise.Not sloppy.Not emotional.It didn’t feel like something done out of impulse.It felt planned.Carefully executed.And Selena—She wasn’t careless.But she also wasn’t…this.Adrian moved toward the table, picking up his phone before setting it down again.Restless.He hated this feeling.Not knowing.Not being sure.Because if he was wrong—Then everything he said to her…Everything he did…His jaw tightened f

The Woman Behind HerMorning came with weight.Selena didn’t wake up all at once.It was slow.Heavy.A dull ache settled behind her eyes before she even opened them.Then the dryness in her throat.Then the faint spin in her head when she tried to shift.She let out a soft groan, pressing her palm against her forehead.“Bad idea…” she murmured.Her eyes opened gradually, adjusting to the light filtering through the curtains.For a moment, everything felt distant.Blurry.Then awareness crept in.Her room.Her bed.Her clothes still on from the night before.And just like that—the memories followed.Fragments at first.A glass in her hand.Music.Voices.Then clearer.A man sitting across from her.And then—Him.Adrian.Selena went still.Her brows drew together slightly as the scene replayed in her mind.The way he appeared.The way his voice cut through everything.The way he looked at her.Not calm.Not distant.Something else.Her chest tightened faintly.Then came the next mem