COLD REVENGE by De ink

Selena’s POV

“Why can’t you just bloody believe me, Kingsley?” I cried, my voice trembling as tears streamed down my cheeks. My heart pounded against my ribcage, frantic and desperate, but Kingsley’s face remained a storm of fury.

He stood in front of me like a wall of stone, eyes blazing with betrayal. I reached out for him, praying that just one touch could melt the ice in his gaze, but he recoiled as if my hand carried a disease.

“Don’t touch me, Selena,” he snarled, his voice low and venomous. “You’re disgusting. You think you can lie your way out of this? Out of what I saw with my own eyes? You… you bloody liar!”

My chest tightened. I was losing him. “Kingsley, I swear to you, I don’t remember what happened. I would never do that to you. Please, just believe me. The baby growing inside me... it’s yours. I don’t know how Silas ended up there, but I didn’t do what you think I did.”

He laughed—cold, bitter, unrecognizable. “You expect me to believe you don’t remember anything from that night? Do you know what it felt like, Selena? Walking in and finding him in our bed? Seeing Kathryn’s face twist into mockery while you scrambled for words?”

“No,” I whispered, clutching my stomach. “It wasn’t like that. I don’t know how it happened. Someone must’ve—”

“Save it,” he spat, his voice like shards of broken glass. “I’m tired of your pathetic excuses.”

I tried again, placing his hand gently over my stomach. “This is our baby, Kingsley. Please don’t punish our child for something I didn’t do. I would never betray you. Please believe me.”

But he snatched his hand away as though burned. “I don’t want anything to do with you or that thing inside you.”

My knees buckled. I dropped to the floor, sobbing. The ache in my chest deepened, turning sharp as his next words sliced through the air like a knife.

“I, Kingsley Grayson, hereby end everything between us, Selena Hart. Don’t ever come near me again.”

My breath hitched. For a moment, everything inside me stilled. The life I had built with Kingsley—every touch, every whispered promise, every fight we had faced together—shattered with those words. I couldn’t breathe. The pain was unbearable.

“No… Kingsley, don’t do this. Please, I need you.”

But he was unmoved. “You’re no longer welcome here. If you’re still here when I return, I’ll have security throw you out.”

I looked up, stunned. “How can you be this cruel?” I choked. “Do you not care about me at all? Do you honestly believe I would betray you, just like that?”

"Why wouldn't I? I've seen you countless times with him. Even when o told you I wasn't comfortable with it seeing that he's my rival yet you still meet up with him."

"And I told you severally that those were chsnced meetings. I have never met up with him on purpose. It's like someone is orchestrating the meeting. I swear to you Kingsley, I didn't do anything with him. I wouldn't do that to you."