Mystery Bride's Revenge (Selina)

Chapter 35

"Uh... can I get an explanation for this? Babe. Trevon tapped on the video sent by Nora on his phone with a furrowed brow. It showed Selina rocking that violin on stage, dazzling the crowd with her skills

"Ljust felt like playing, you know, and maybe schooling someone

your Selina shot back with a casual smirk.

meone while at it. That cool with your":

Totally cool, just burnmed I missed the live show. Trevon sounded genuinely disappointed, knowing full well that Selina could put on a good performance and drop pws. Nora had been blowing up his phone with texts, totally showing her anger at being left. Trevon didn't bother checking these texts, instead, he watched the video again and again, glued to the screen. He just couldn't peel his eyes away from Selina, and when he finally looked up at her in real life, it was with this deep, mushy look. "Babe, you're amazing with that violin. What other secrets you got hiding?" His voice carried a hint of tease. He couldn't but praise her inwardly. The top hacker from the Dark Web, a killer guitar player, now a violin virtuoso... The more I learn about her, the deeper I fall. She is just too much-too talented, too gorgeous.

Yep, Trevon was that kind of guy. All those stories about rich, powerful men falling for plain Janes with zero ralent were total fairy tales. To get his attention, one might not need a loaded family name or connections, but talent was absolutely needed. And if one was easy on the eyes, that was a big fat plus. For someone as extraordinary as Selina to fall into his world... Trevon wasn't about to question his good fortune.

was giving her Leaning against the car window, she watched the city hustle by, her eyes closing from

car window, making her look all angelic and highlighting her delicate features. Her hair just fell perfectly around her shoulders. At

the front pressed a button and the divider rose, giving Trevon and Selina some privacy in the back. After years of driving Trevon around, the driver knew without a

the Brady manor, the driver hopped out, unsure whether to ring the bell or not. He peered at the back seat-no movement. Nervously, he tried to sneak

the door swung open and

mouth opened, but Trevon put a finger

his chest and looped her arms

about the boardroom, showing this kind of sweet side. Wow. The

on the bed. She grabbed his hand then, pulling it under her head like a pillow, and drifted back to sleep. Trevon's eyes went soft and he couldn't resist a proud

the Insight Group, the guy who never left his study or strayed from his spreadsheets, was now a human pillow. If

for a couple of laptops on the desk and some random stuff that Trevon couldn't quite identify. 'Huh, are these the tools of

snoozing like this was a no-go-way too dangerous. But ever since she bounced back from the Harvey family and got her squad back