Chapter Two Hundred And six As they approached the car, Selena's mood seemed to shift again. She had been calm a moment ago, but now her face contorted with frustration. Without warning, she gave Elijah a hot, dirty slap across the face. He staggered back, shock in his eyes, as he touched his stinging cheek."Why did you do that?" he asked, his voice filled with confusion and pain.Tears welled up in Selena's eyes as she struggled to explain. "I'm sorry, Elijah. It's the hormones. This early pregnancy is just... it's stressing me out. I'm scared, and you're hardly ever beside me."Elijah's heart ached as he realized the turmoil Selena was going through. He had been so preoccupied with work and the chaos of their lives that he hadn't been there for her when she needed him the most. He reached out and gently cupped her face, wiping away the tears that had fallen."I'm so sorry, Selena," he whispered, his voice filled with regret. "I should've been there for you. I promise, from now on,
Chapter Two Hundred And SevenHenry sat at his computer, his eyes fixed on the screen. His fingers danced across the keyboard as he adjusted the settings of the secret audio camera. He'd been listening to the conversation between Selena and his stepbrother, Elijah. The emotions swirled within him, and he couldn't tear himself away from the unfolding drama.Selena's voice, sweet and filled with uncertainty, filled the room. She was discussing something important, something that made her sound vulnerable. Henry strained to hear every word, even as guilt gnawed at him for invading their privacy.Elijah's deep, soothing voice responded, filled with concern. They were talking about their future, their relationship, and the tension was palpable even through the audio feed. Henry clenched his fists, conflicted by the emotions that surged within him. He knew he shouldn't be eavesdropping, but he couldn't resist.As the conversation continued, the tension between Selena and Elijah escalated. H
Chapter Two Hundred And Eight Henry woke up that evening with a sense of anticipation that had been building for days. He knew tonight was the night. He had been meticulously planning this evening for weeks, and now it was finally here. He could feel the excitement bubbling within him as he stepped out of bed and made his way to the bathroom. With each deliberate movement, he dressed up with great care. He selected a sharp, tailored suit that exuded sophistication and elegance. The navy blue fabric clung to his lean frame, accentuating his impeccable style. He fastened his cufflinks, straightened his tie, and polished his shoes until they gleamed. But it wasn't just about looking good; it was also about smelling good. Henry was well aware of the importance of leaving a lasting impression. He reached for his favorite cologne and applied it sparingly. The fragrance was a mix of woody and spicy notes, and he knew it would be irresistible.As he checked himself in the mirror, he couldn
Chapter Two Hundred And Nine Nicki was getting ready for a night that promised to be nothing short of extraordinary. She had been waiting for this moment for weeks, an invite to the city's most exclusive and celebrity-studded club. As she stood in front of her full-length mirror, the anticipation swirled in her chest like a storm. The dimly lit room was filled with a soft, golden glow, casting a warm aura on the rows of dresses that adorned her wardrobe.In the mirror's reflection, Nicki could see her own excitement twinkling in her deep brown eyes. She reached for the array of dresses, each one more glamorous than the last. Finally, she settled on a breathtaking crimson gown that seemed to be tailor-made for her. The fabric felt luxurious against her skin, and the silhouette hugged her curves in all the right places.With meticulous care, she slipped into the dress, savoring the sensation of elegance that enveloped her. Her fingertips brushed over the intricate details of the gown,
Chapter Two Hundred And Ten Inside the club, the ambiance was electric, and the music throbbed through Nicki's veins. She allowed herself to get carried away by the pulsating beats and the allure of the night. With each passing drink, her inhibitions melted away, and the guilt she had felt earlier was drowned in a sea of alcohol.Nicki began dancing wildly, her crimson gown twirling with her every move. The diamonds on her necklace sparkled as she swayed to the rhythm, and her laughter echoed through the dimly lit club. She felt like a superstar, and she wanted everyone to know it.Standing on a table, she grabbed the microphone from the DJ's booth, announcing at the top of her voice, "Tonight, the drinks are on me, everyone! Let's make this night unforgettable!"The crowd roared in approval, and Nicki ordered the most expensive bottles of champagne for the entire club. Waitstaff hurried to fulfill her request, and soon, the club was bathed in the effervescent glow of luxury.Nicki,
Chapter Two Hundred And ElevenThe club manager had seen enough. With the chaos escalating, the noise levels reaching a crescendo, and Nicki's actions causing a public disturbance, he decided it was time to put an end to the spectacle. He made a discreet phone call to both club security and the local police, requesting their immediate intervention.In no time, security personnel arrived at the scene, along with a pair of stern-faced police officers. They approached Nicki, who was now in tears of frustration, shame, and humiliation. The clubgoers, who had once reveled in her generosity and antics, now watched in a mixture of amusement and disdain.Nicki, her makeup smudged and her glamorous façade shattered, was at a loss for words. She knew she had brought this upon herself, and the weight of her actions bore down on her.The police officers informed her of the complaints from the club's management and the patrons, stating that she was being arrested for public nuisance. Nicki's pleas
Chapter Two Hundred And Twelve The club manager, tempted by the offer, stepped forward and regarded Nicki with a stern expression. After a brief moment of contemplation, he said, "Very well, we'll take your Ferrari as collateral. However, you won't get it back until you've paid all your debts to the club, including the damage caused and any legal fees."Nicki nodded frantically, her desperation evident in her eyes. "I promise, I'll make things right. Just don't take me to jail."With the deal sealed, Nicki's tears had not yet dried, but a glimmer of hope had returned. She watched as the manager signaled to the police officers to release her. As she stepped away from the threshold of imprisonment, she couldn't help but feel a mix of relief and dread. Her precious Ferrari was her only way out of this predicament, but it came with a steep cost - a stark reminder of the price of her night of extravagance and recklessness.The club manager, having secured Nicki's Ferrari as collateral, in
Chapter Two Hundred And Thirteen Henry sat in the dimly lit club, his fingers tracing the rim of his wine glass. He watched from a distance as Nicki, the center of attention, danced wildly under the pulsating lights. Her laughter echoed through the club, drowning in the chaotic music. She seemed lost in the moment, and the crowd adored her for it.In the background, Henry couldn't help but smile. He'd always admired Nicki's free spirit, her ability to be herself without any pretense. But tonight, it was different. Tonight, she was making a spectacle of herself. He knew her well enough to realize that something must be bothering her, and the only way she knew to cope was by losing herself in the music and the crowd.As he sipped his wine, Henry's heart ached with the desire to help her, to be there for her, as he'd always been. However, the flashing cameras and the eager paparazzi swarming around her like a swarm of hungry vultures made it impossible. He was well aware of the public's