Mystery Bride's Revenge (Selina)

Chapter 8

Selina never thought she'd see Trevon at Starlight Club, of all places.

"Selina, why are you here? Trevon, after checking the tab at the bar, decided to downstairs to look into Charm. Someone said a woman sounding like her had gone towards the bathroom. He followed and was stump CC Selina, the woman he was married to only in

name.

As Trevon strode over, his voice was deep, the kind that could make a girl's heart do flip-flops. He had that aura about him, the kind that filled the room, made stronger with each step he took. His sharp eyes, the way his suit fit just right over a clearly fit body, and the faint whiff of tobacco from him-it was all sorts of intense and attention-grabbing

"Hanging out at Starlight Club means) Im here to have fun. Did you get my last message?" Selina asked.

"Nope, haven't checked. Fm here to find someone."

Trevon stopped close to Selina, leaning in. "You've got some blood on you" he remarked, brushing off a speck from under her earring

Selina's face barely flinched. She'd been sloppy cleaning up after the scuffle, probably because she hadn't done it for years.

His eyes narrowed, drifting to the bathroom door left cracked open. "Someone's giving you trouble?"

"He won't be anymore, Selina replied, all chill. "And Trevon, let's get this straight I'm down for this charade of living together to deal with your family drama, but don't hail on me tomorrow at the service center, 3 PM sharp. You might have to step in."

phone buzzed. She glanced at it, hit answer, and started moving away. "Got another thing to handle. Catch you tomorrow. Don't

Kevin, looking like he'd been through a meat grinder, barely hanging on. Trevon kicked open each stall door, searching

also the famous hacker Charm from the Dark Web, who has made it to the top two years ago? he wondered. It was hard to believe. Selina was a riddle wrapped in a mystery. He couldn't let

voice

for anything on Selina. I want a fall brief, and I mean full,

out to review the club's security tapes and

was weak, his vision blurry. He

Trevon stepped back, disgust clear as day, and crushed his hand underfoot. The snap of bone was the

into a

picked up

was thrown for a loop. "So, what's the plan for the show? "Selina, we need a miracle, and that's you. You still play guitar,

among them a guitar, hoping to inspire her to find her passion. She didn't want Selina to

Lydia's eyes, Selina wasn't just good; she

It had been forever since she played. She was scared she'd fall out of step with the hund

no, this was her second shot at life. She was done being that underdog to the Harvey family,

Selina's voice was full of

I'm talking about Lydia's voice brightened "Tonight, well set Starlight Club

"Let's rock"

felt the room's

her forties who seemed nice but was pacing like a nervous wreck. She rushed over to Lydia, rattled "Lydia, if it's not a sure