Jake's POVI stayed in my room, even though all I wanted was to seduce Selena until she gave in. But I was giving her the chance to choose. I wouldn't force her. She seemed like she wanted to be with me, so I decided to wait for her to make the first move.I fell asleep eventually, but woke with a start at the sound of someone talking. Shirtless, I walked to the living room. The light was still on, and Selena sat in front of her laptop, engrossed in a conversation.From her words, I gathered she was talking to her mother. I stayed hidden, listening intently. Selena sounded worried about the kids."They really didn't cry today?" Mrs. Dacosta's voice filtered through the speaker."I miss them so much, Mom," Selena replied, her voice heavy with sadness."If you're this worried," I thought, "why are you even here?""I know, but how is Jake?" she continued. "We saw the news.""He's holding up well," Mrs. Dacosta reassured her. "He's strong, not one to break down easily.""Of course," Selen
Selena's POVIt would be so nice to wake up like this each day. I looked up at Jake. He was smiling, waiting for me to say something. His face held a calculating look. Does he think I'll regret what we did? Far from it."Good morning," I said, pulling him closer. Then, I covered my mouth and pulled away. "I hate my morning breath!" I rolled out of bed, grabbing the blanket and revealing my nakedness.I wrapped the bulky blanket around myself and trudged to the bathroom, sighing as I realized my toiletries weren't there. I sat down on the sink.A knock on the door startled me. It opened to reveal Jake, holding my toothbrush. "Thanks," I mumbled, taking it from him.I expected him to leave, but he walked in, clad only in his briefs. He grabbed his toothbrush, added toothpaste, and held his hand out to me. Without a second thought, he helped me add some paste to my brush. He started brushing his teeth nonchalantly.He was so comfortable, like we'd been doing this for years. I stood up an
Jake's POVMy mother wasn't picking up her calls. When I reached the house, I instructed the security not to announce my arrival. I spotted some reporters lurking around, but thankfully, they didn't recognize me."Do they think I'm stupid for driving my own car home?" I muttered under my breath.The company grounds were clear of reporters, so I parked my car there and hurried inside, calling for my mother. Had she gone to the hospital without me?A quick scan of the living room revealed a hunched figure in a chair. "Mom?" I called out, approaching cautiously. It was her, the familiar scent of her perfume confirming it. She looked utterly defeated, dark circles hanging beneath her eyes."Jake? Is that you?" she asked, scrambling upright as I knelt beside her. She cupped my face, examining me intently."How'd you know it was me?" she inquired, surprised I could identify her.I sighed, placing a hand on her knee. "Your perfume," I replied simply.Tears welled up in her eyes. "Oh, Jake, I
Selena's POVTears streamed down my face, blurring my vision. I couldn't make out the details of the scene, but the wail of sirens signaled help was on the way."Help! Someone help him!" I cried out. Some reporters were still snapping pictures. Didn't they have a shred of human decency? I wanted to smash their cameras – another exclusive for them: the return of Jake Marino's long-lost wife."Jake! Mrs. Marino!" A frantic voice called. It was Jake's mother, her glare cutting straight through me."Here, he's hurt!" I shouted, pointing. One of the paramedics rushed over and began examining Jake. Another EMT joined them, bringing a stretcher. They carefully lifted Jake onto it and carried him towards the ambulance."Who is his guardian?" a paramedic asked."I'm his mother," Jake's mother declared.The paramedics looked at me questioningly. "I'm his wife," I said defiantly, my voice leaving no room for argument."Get in with him," one of them instructed. I jumped into the ambulance, clutch
Jake's POVAs Selena left the room, Nancy whipped her head towards me, disbelief etched on her face."What the hell was that?" she demanded, her voice laced with anger. "She just disappeared for years and now shows up out of the blue?""Come on, Nancy," I croaked, wincing slightly. "Just got out of surgery. Do you have to yell?"I knew my words wouldn't appease her, but I didn't owe her any explanation right now. All my energy needed to be focused on healing quickly."Let him get some rest," my mother finally interjected, reaching over to pat Nancy's back."But Mom!" Nancy whined. "It's Selena we're talking about!""I'm not deaf, Nancy," my mother said firmly. "Go home and pack a change of clothes for Jake.""No need, Selena will handle that," I interjected, earning a pair of icy glares. Nancy stood up, her jaw set in determination."I'll bring you some fresh clothes," she declared before storming out of the room. That was definitely the quickest way to get her to leave.With the door
Selena's POVI had been avoiding my mother's calls, and even my aunt had called me several times. My mother must have seen the news, but what about my aunt? I had instructed that the culprit be taken to the station since he had confessed to who sent him.Diego—I was thankful to have been tipped off about his plan to eliminate Jake just in time. What could have happened if the assassin had aimed correctly?The thought still gave me chills. My work here was finished. I told the special forces to continue protecting my family, Jake, and me until everything was settled. I was waiting to see what punishment would be meted out to Diego for this international crime.Exhausted, I drove back to the hospital, carrying the ordered food. I noticed the guards lingering around the ward hallway and was glad my money was well-spent. I opened the door and walked in. The Marinos were seated around Jake, who was awake and sitting up in bed.“Selena,” Jake called out as he saw me approach.I waved, place
Jake's POVI overheard Selena’s conversation; she was speaking with her aunt. Her family was clearly worried, now that I thought about it.My mother shot me a questioning look, but I remained silent. She would find out soon enough—the media had likely dug deeper into Selena’s background. There would be news to read and learn from.One potential issue got me dejected, aside from discovering about the children, Selena’s prior marriage to Diego might complicate matters. We needed to align our stories.The more I observed her, the clearer my feelings became. Once Justin and Austin had left, I acknowledged the truth that had eluded me since high school—I loved her. I wasn't going to make the same mistakes again.When Selena ended her call, I inquired if everything was alright and suggested she reassure her family.At that moment, Nancy burst into the room, her expression one of shock.“Is it true?” she stammered, holding up her phone. She must have stumbled upon something startling. Selena
Selena's POVTwo days later, after Jake was discharged from the hospital, he inquired about the lack of news coverage regarding my time in New York. During his hospital stay, I had contacted my team to ensure that all articles about me were retracted.I maintain a robust PR team in New York dedicated to monitoring the media in Italy, ensuring no information is released without my consent. The advantages of having substantial financial resources are undeniable.Meanwhile, I was anxiously awaiting the trial of the shooting suspect. Despite my concerns about Diego, my lawyer reassured me there was nothing to worry about. Disappointment pervaded Diego’s family, primarily because he had bungled the assassination."Are you ready, Selena?" Jake called from the living room."Just a moment," I responded, applying red lipstick and running a comb through my hair. After slipping on my earrings, I faced a minor challenge with my dress's zipper—a recurring issue whenever I tried to zip up on my own