All Chapters of Twisted INTENTIONS : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Too Close to IgnoreThe picture didn’t leave her mind.Not even for a second.Selena sat at the edge of her bed, phone in hand, staring at the image again.Same angle.Same obstruction.Lila stood clearly in the background—but the woman in front of her remained nothing more than a silhouette.Hidden.Protected.Selena zoomed in again.The image blurred slightly.She adjusted it.Tilted her head.Studied every line.Every detail.The hair.The posture.The way the woman stood—like she belonged there.Like she wasn’t afraid.Selena’s brows pulled together.“That’s not random…” she murmured.No hesitation.No uncertainty.This wasn’t someone meeting Lila by chance.This was someone comfortable.Someone familiar.Her fingers tightened around the phone.And that feeling came again.Sharp.Unwelcome.Recognition.But incomplete.“I’ve seen you…” she whispered.Her mind searched.Faces.Moments.Conversations.Nothing settled.Nothing stayed.Just that same frustrating feeling—close, but

Where Do I Stand?The night air was colder than usual.Or maybe it just felt that way.Selena stood by the edge of the parking lot, her arms wrapped around herself, her eyes fixed on the entrance.She had been there for almost twenty minutes.Long enough to question why she came.Long enough to leave.But she didn’t.Because this time—she needed answers.Not silence.Not distance.Not the way Adrian had been treating her like something temporary.Like something he could walk into—and out of—whenever he pleased.Her jaw tightened slightly.“That’s not how this works,” she muttered under her breath.Not anymore.A car pulled into the lot.Headlights cutting through the dimness.Selena straightened slightly.Her heart skipped—then steadied.Because she knew that car.It parked.The engine turned off.And for a second—everything felt too still.Too quiet.The door opened.Adrian stepped out.He looked the same.Calm.Composed.Untouchable.But the moment his eyes landed on her—some

What You Won’t SayBut instead of speaking—she slipped her phone into her bag.Like nothing had happened.Adrian noticed.Of course he did.His eyes flicked briefly to her hand.Then back to her face.“What was that?” he asked again.Selena shrugged lightly.Too lightly.“Nothing important.”A lie.And they both knew it.Adrian’s jaw tightened.“You’re doing it again.”She frowned slightly.“Doing what?”“This.” He gestured subtly toward her. “Shutting me out. Acting like everything is fine when it clearly isn’t.”Selena let out a quiet breath.“I’m not shutting you out.”Adrian gave a short, humorless laugh.“You really don’t hear yourself, do you?”That stung.Her expression shifted.Just a little.“I answered your question,” she said.“No,” he replied immediately. “You avoided it.”Silence again.Selena held his gaze.But this time—there was something guarded in her eyes.Something closed off.“You don’t trust me anyway,” she said quietly.Adrian stilled.“So what difference does

No One LeftSilence had never felt this loud.Selena sat at the edge of her bed, her hands resting loosely on her thighs, her phone lying beside her like something she wasn’t ready to touch yet. The curtains were half-drawn, letting in a thin line of daylight that cut across the room and stopped just short of her feet.Everything looked normal.The room.The walls.The quiet.But nothing felt the same.Her gaze stayed fixed on nothing in particular, her mind moving in slow, heavy circles—replaying, repeating, refusing to let go.Marisa.The name alone made something tighten in her chest.Selena let out a slow breath, leaning back slightly, her head tilting as her eyes closed for just a moment.“I really trusted you…” she whispered.The words came out softer than she expected.Not angry.Not sharp.Just… tired.Because that was the truth she couldn’t escape.It wasn’t just what Marisa had done.It was what she had been to her.Someone she didn’t question.Someone she didn’t doubt.Some

Cracks Beneath the SurfaceThe conference room felt suffocating.Blurred.Like noise underwater.“…if we don’t secure the Singapore account before next quarter, the investors are going to—”Adrian barely heard the rest.His gaze remained fixed on the documents spread in front of him, though he hadn’t actually read a single line in the last ten minutes.Because every time he tried to focus—his mind drifted back to Selena.Again.And again.And again.It irritated him more than he wanted to admit.He shifted slightly in his chair, jaw tightening as one of the executives continued speaking across the table.Normally, Adrian dominated meetings like this effortlessly.Focused.Sharp.Untouchable.But today—he couldn’t concentrate.Because every thought somehow led back to her.The way she looked lately.Quiet.Distracted.Tired.Different.Especially after their recent conversations.Or lack of conversations.Adrian exhaled slowly, forcing himself to look at the presentation screen mount