Reclaiming Her Heart

Selena shot up from her bed, thinking it was just some prank.

Then, another message popped up: [That pajama set looks really nice on you.]

A shiver ran down her spine. She remembered the room full of hidden cameras from before, and the thought made her feel sick.

She turned off the light and scanned the room but didn't find any hidden cameras.

She got up and went to the window. Just as she was about to draw the curtains, her phone buzzed again: [You look adorable when you're searching for me. I realized I might have been too rough last time we were intimate. Selena, did you remember to take the pill?]

It was Mario.

Selena's hand was still gripping the curtain, and she felt her palms sweating.

Without hesitation, she drew the curtains tightly, ensuring no one outside could see in, and then sat back down on the bed, still feeling uneasy.

No new messages came through, but she felt very unsettled.

She paranoically checked the bathroom again, making sure there was no place for anyone to hide, and then lay back down on the bed.

At that moment, someone knocked on the door. She froze, walked to the door, and bent down to look through the peephole.

But the peephole was completely dark, blocked by something.

She immediately called Raymond.

Raymond was lying in bed, feeling unusually uncomfortable that night.

Raymond had no idea that the drink he had contained not only Tessa's drug but also other drugs added by Christopher's alter ego, causing him intense pain and confusion. Hearing his phone ring, Raymond curled his fingers around it and pressed the answer button.

"Selena." His voice was hoarse and weak.

On the other end, Selena whispered, "I think there's someone outside my room."

Raymond immediately got up, but as soon as he stood, every cell in his body ached, making him dizzy.

Raymond forced himself to stay conscious, opened his door, and went downstairs.

The hallway was empty.

Raymond's vision was blurry, and he couldn't clearly see the room numbers, so he had to get closer to identify them.

When he reached Selena's room, Raymond knocked on the door with his knuckles.

"Selena, it's me," he said.

But after knocking once, there was no response from Selena, nor any sound of footsteps approaching the door.

"Selena?" He called out again and continued knocking.

After a long while, Selena's voice finally came from inside. "I'm okay. I want to sleep now. Let's talk in the morning, Raymond."

Raymond stood at the door for a moment, then said, "Alright, call me if you need anything."Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Raymond turned around, his fingers trembling slightly, but his back remained straight.

Inside the room, a knife was pressed against Selena's neck. She looked at the man in front of her, wondering how he had followed her here and knew her room number so well. The blade against her neck glinted coldly. Christopher's alter ego stared at her with a wild expression.

This wasn't the Mario she knew. The Mario she knew was gentle, whether in his gaze or his voice, both as comforting as a warm embrace.

But the man in front of her had a completely different personality from Mario.

His grip on her neck tightened as Christopher's alter ego leaned in, sniffing her neck.

"Smells good."

Selena felt deeply violated, but with the blade at her throat, she didn't dare say a word.

Mario's knife moved from her neck to the buttons of her pajamas, lightly flicking one open.

Her chest heaved with anger, but she heard him say, "The last time we had sex wasn't satisfying. You passed out like a corpse."

A look of embarrassment appeared on Selena's face, her fingers curling tightly at her side.

Christopher's alter ego watched her reactions with a vile smirk.

Just as he was about to flick open another button, there was another knock on the door. It was Raymond again. "Selena, I need to talk to you."