Hilary's POVI took Selena's car to the address she gave me earlier. Reporters milled around outside, but I was a nobody to them. I parked the car, got out, and walked freely past them to the elevator, pressing the button for the penthouse.Riding up was strange. I'd never been to a penthouse before. Reaching my destination, I entered the password and stepped inside. My jaw dropped in amazement. Twirling around, I tried to take it all in at once.The place was spotless, almost all surfaces gleaming glass. Following Selena's instructions, I found her room. Opening the door, I groaned. The apartment was immaculate, but Selena's room was a different story. Clothes littered the floor and the bed remained unmade.I started by picking up clothes, putting them away, making the bed, and cleaning the floor. Then, I grabbed one of her suitcases and began packing: clothes, toiletries, whatever I could find. I searched for important documents, collecting her passport, jewelry box, and anything els
Selena's POVSpotting my aunt from afar, I nudged Hillary and we quickened our pace. A tense silence hung between us. We'd dropped Max off at a friend's place to avoid raising suspicion about my movements.My aunt sat comfortably on a bench with only her handbag. Clearly, she wasn't planning on an extended stay. She spotted us approaching, and her face creased into a frown as soon as she saw me. She gave me a quick once-over before we stopped in front of her."Aunt," I said, removing my sunglasses but keeping my hat on for extra disguise."Selena," she replied coolly."This is my friend, Hillary," I introduced. "My aunt.""Hello, ma'am," Hillary offered, unsure of what else to say. The tension and animosity between my aunt and me were palpable."Nice to meet you, Hillary. You seem sensible," my aunt remarked."That's not very polite, Aunt," I countered. Her gaze snapped back to me."Teaching me manners now? You went and got married, look what you've done – you're pregnant!" She jabbed
Jake's POVUnable to concentrate on anything business-related, I kept Jeff working overtime. He pulled articles, fielded reporters with the help of security, yet Selena hadn't contacted me.What was she waiting for? I had offered a press conference to settle things, but they wanted both of us present. Unfortunately, my wife was currently in hiding.Every call to her went unanswered, her phone perpetually off."Here," Jeff said, placing a piece of paper on my desk. I had requested Selena's neighbor's contact information. I quickly dialed the number.On the third ring, a woman answered, mid-conversation with someone in the background."Hello?" I asked, unsure if the call had connected."Hello, Hillary speaking… Max, put that down!" She pulled the phone away from someone, likely her son. "This is Jake Marino," I introduced myself."What? How can I help you?" she finally focused on the call."I haven't been able to reach Selena. Have you seen her by any chance?""Have you checked her apar
Selena's POVWe landed at the airport and a car awaited us. The driver held a sign with my aunt's name, helped with my suitcase, and ushered us into the backseat. Without a word, he pulled away from the airport.Despite sleeping for almost six hours of the nine-hour flight, I yawned, feeling drowsy. After her hours of in-flight silence, my aunt finally spoke. "Relax, it'll take a while to get to the house."I refrained from arguing or asking further questions. Dusk settled over the city, obscuring any chance of enjoying the view. It felt foreign, like I'd never been here before. My memories of this place were blurry, offering nothing familiar."Wake up, we're here," a distant voice said.I slowly roused myself, rubbing my eyes. Turning, I saw my aunt exiting the car. We must have arrived. The realization sent a jolt of fear through me – fear of the unknown. What awaited me here?Disoriented, I climbed out of the car and looked around. My jaw practically hit the floor. The Marinos were
Jake's POVWalking into the restaurant, I saw Selena's friend, presumably waiting for me. A whirlwind of thoughts raced through my head. My mother was calling, demanding to speak with Selena. The press was waiting for her. And here I was, hoping this friend could shed light on Selena's whereabouts.I joined her at the table. She offered a curt nod as I sat down, already having ordered a drink. She took a long sip and settled back in her chair. "So, here we are," she said. "Why were you blowing up my phone? I won't bother asking how you got my number.""Selena," I uttered urgently."Where is she?" Hillary countered, though logically, the question should have been coming from me."You came for her things that night, and now she's vanished," I accused.Hillary shrugged her narrow shoulders. "She asked me to help her get her things, and I did. But I'm not responsible for where she is. Selena's an independent lady, with a mind of her own." She opened her purse, retrieved a small, white fol
Selena's POVMy night was far from restful. My stomach churned all night. Was it something I ate? Glancing at the bedside clock, I saw it was past 7:00 AM. Since sleep wouldn't come again, I decided to take a shower and get dressed for the day.Sitting on the sofa in my room, a whirlwind of thoughts occupied my mind. First, how would I face my parents at breakfast, especially when they decided to have their "talk"? My thoughts then drifted to Hillary and Max. I hoped they were okay.Rubbing my stomach, I considered Jake. Had he discovered I was gone? Did he receive my note well? There wouldn't be any answers until I contacted Hillary. Resting my head on the sofa, I closed my eyes.Against my will, I must have drifted off to sleep because the next thing I knew, I felt a touch on my shoulder and a soft whisper of my name. Shooting awake, I was surprised to see Gracie standing over me. Her previously gentle expression had morphed into a cold one."Breakfast is served," she informed me cur
Rose's POVI couldn't be happier about the turn of events. Knowing Selena was finished, she wouldn't be a threat in this city again. Scandals here are like ruin, destroying reputations. My only concern was Jake. The scandal involved him too, and he'd likely try to cover it up or help Selena.Now, with him conflicted, this was my best chance to make a move. It was time to approach him and remind him how good things were between us. And I had something he might need: a strong family and reputation. He'd need all the help he could get to stay on top.Kelvin...I felt bad that I couldn't love him the way he wanted. He clearly adored me, his secret looks from when we were little gave that away. He was the big brother I never had. Being an only child could be lonely sometimes, but it had its perks too.First things first, I needed to ensure Selena was completely out of the picture. Dirty work wasn't for me; that's where money came in handy. As expected, my phone rang. I answered."Yes?""The
Jake's POVMy gaze locked with Rose's across the room. I hadn't realized she was there, representing her father most likely. The shock of recognition drew my attention, and I scanned the room further. To my surprise, several faces were familiar. The drugs must be working, although I hadn't been taking them regularly as prescribed.Quickly tearing my eyes away from Rose, I focused on the board. My situation could wait. "What is the board's decision?" I addressed the room at large. It wouldn't do to talk too much. Someone had obviously reached a conclusion before the meeting even began.Mr. Timothy, acting as the board representative, rose and approached the raised platform. "We've heard your statement, Chairman. The rumors are false, and your wife is taking time away to heal from the brutal media attack on her personal life. While these rumors do damage the company's image, you've assured us you'll handle containment.""We have two propositions," Mr. Timothy announced. "Either you step