Chris Perez Selena Book Novels & Stories

A family curse. Selena was the granddaughter of a fruit picker in Mexico, the daughter of a sweatshop worker in L.A., the sister of a cleaning woman, the niece of a housewife. When she was growing up, the Perez clan had never had health insurance… so the family hadn't known that a genetic anomaly called the BRCA1 gene was slowly but surely killing off its women on her mother’s side before the age of forty.

he asked with a raised eyebrow. “No, because I definitely never meant for you to see the writing club’s flash drive,” Selena said with conviction. “I was mortified that I had actually mixed them up. Why do you think I broke into the mansion with Beverly that night to switch them back? I had never wanted you to see it.” “But, I did and . . . it was the best thing that had ever happened to me, Selena Hudson,” Christopher said as he took her hand. Selena grinned from ear to ear. “In the end, it did work out, didn’t it?”

DO I DESERVE HER LOVE ************** CHRIS POV ************** Selena is the sweetest and kindest lady that I know. She was accommodating and never one to judge you or make you feel like a lesser person to her, this endeared her to me. I was seen as a nerd and colored poor kid in school even though I made good grades and didn't dress shabbily, they judged me before they got to know me. Their myopic mindset about me made me feel like a lesser person and I struggled with my mental health till I met Selena. She was like a breath of fresh air in my life. With her, you know that what you are getting is nothing short of the best.

“They haunt only if you let them. Forget them. You are free to become someone new.” “Details are prisons,” Valentina said once, when Selena begged to know more. “Do you want to be a prisoner all your life?” “No,” Selena whispered. “Good. Then forget.” Selena swallowed hard. Somewhere in her dreams, there was a man….tall, broad-shouldered, with storm-gray eyes that burned when they looked at her. She didn’t know his name, didn’t know why his voice kept playing in her head. Still, she nodded. What else could she do?

Lilian grumbled and Selena smiled. “You don’t have to worry about me, worry about your career. Have you seen the news, she kissed Chris! What the hell is this? How did she get to meet Chris? Isn’t that the guy you’ve been trying to meet for a very long time?!” Selena demanded with surprise and Lilian snatched the phone from her. The look on her face was that of horror, surprise and rage. She wondered why Isabelle was lucky while she who went extra miles was always unlucky.

Denver. Christopher’s hand closes around her wrist before I can stop myself from noticing. It is not gentle. It is not ceremonial. It is the grip of ownership. "What is happening here, Selena?" I wondered as I watched them close the distance between us. “Uncle,” Christopher says, drawing her forward through the crowded hall. “May I present my mate. Selena.” Her gaze lifts to mine, and whatever hope I have that this is a coincidence dies instantly. Recognition flashes between us, brief but unmistakable. Her breath catches. Her lashes flutter. She does not smile.

She had never seen him intimidating anyone before. “What makes you sound so confident? This is a free country and I can do whatever I want,” Cleo asked. Sean threw a file on the table and Selena pulled it and opened it. The things inside were so shocking she didn’t know a human being can actually do something like this. “I think you should just listen to his advice. I hate you so much but I would not like it if you end up in prison even though when you deserve it,” Selena said as she threw the file at Cleo.

I said, making a perfect OK sign with my hand. "Aww, Thank you, sweetie!" Mrs. Perez replied with a laugh. "I have a special dinner with my husband tonight, so I wanted to dress up a bit. Now, go on upstairs and see Selena." I made my way upstairs and knocked on the purple door and Selena opened the it and pulled me inside, bursting with excitement, she eagerly hugged me, exclaiming, "Guess what just happened!" Her eyes sparkled with enthusiasm. "What happened?" I asked, smiling at her contagious energy.

***************** AUTHOR’S NOTE Hey everyone, thank you so much for reading and joining Selena on this intense journey. I know this chapter was tough, and I don’t take lightly the difficult situations Selena is facing. This scene is meant to show the true depth of her struggle, as she fights not just against Stephen’s overwhelming control, but against the emotional and psychological grip he has on her. It’s a moment of utter helplessness, and I wanted to portray how much of a prison her situation has become.

Although she knew there would be no lack of money, yet she didn't want to waste someone else's money in a flow. She kept her dishes aside and ordered the less expensive one. While their food was being prepared, both of them kept talking for a long time. They also had many topics to talk about. After all, both shared the same personality. Her words went on as Chris slowly shifted to his actual goal. "Selena, I have something for you." He took out a file and placed it between them. She glanced at it before asking him. "What is it, Chris?" He took a deep breath before revealing his real motive.