Selina: "Stop... someone might come."

Mysterious Guy: "They won’t."

He leaned in closer, kissing her lips in a way that felt smooth and electric, sending a thrill through her. Selina felt her nerves fade as she got lost in the moment. As the kiss deepened, he lifted the hem of her dress, allowing his fingers to glide beneath the fabric, slowly easing down her panties, then unbuttoned his pants. The air was thick with tension that was hard to ignore. The camera kept rolling, capturing this intimate scene in a familiar space filled with unspoken feelings, hinting at the complicated nature of their relationship.

After watching the footage, Lunel took a deep breath, her heart racing. She was shocked to see this and couldn’t help but wonder who this mysterious guy was. She quickly checked with facial recognition software and couldn’t believe the results—it was Michael Arthur! She thought she must have misread the name and looked again in disbelief. The guy looked so different from the one she was investigating. At first, she wondered if they might be twins, but then she realized why twins have the same name. One thought suddenly hit her: Did he have surgery to change his face? If that were true, why didn’t he change his name, too? Confused, she opened her soft board and jotted down this important info. First, she had to dig into Selina’s background; maybe that would lead her to more about Michael.

Lunel initially thought Selina and Michael were really into each other. The chemistry between them was so obvious, every look and laugh they shared felt genuine.

As Lunel kept watching more videos over the next few days, it became clear that it was always the same girl in the same house. Sometimes Selina looked genuinely happy, but at other times, her expression hinted at darker feelings lurking just beneath the surface.

Then, the next day, Lunel found another video that flipped everything upside down. This time, Michael wasn’t in it. Instead, Selina was talking to herself on her laptop webcam, and it hit hard.

Selina (voice shaking): "He... he doesn’t love me. I really thought he would. I believed I was the one for him, that we had something special. But it turns out I’m not. When I finally worked up the courage to tell him I love him, he just laughed, like my feelings didn’t matter at all."

She paused, her voice quivering with emotion. "I feel like I’m totally ruined, like I’ve put everything out there and he’s just thrown it all away."

Lunel’s heart sank as she watched. The next video she found of Selina was from the university corridor, caught on CCTV.

This was a year later, and even though the footage was a bit blurry, Lunel immediately recognized Selina. She spotted that mysterious guy at the university, dressed all in black, handing money to a student in a hoodie. It looked like a drug deal.

Selina hid behind a pillar, recording the exchange with her phone, her heart racing as adrenaline kicked in. Once the deal was done and Michael walked away, she stopped filming and decided to follow him, determined to confront him about what she’d just seen.

The next clip Lunel discovered was from the chemistry lab, and this one actually had sound.

In this video, Lunel watched as Selina confronted Michael in a dim hallway near the lab. With fire in her eyes, she challenged him, "I saw you; what are you doing? You’re selling drugs. I’ve got video proof. Don’t think I won’t show it to the President if it comes to that."

Michael chuckled, almost amused by her toughness. He looked pretty confident as he pulled out his phone, scrolling through his gallery until he found what he was looking for. He turned the screen toward her, showing off intimate videos of them together, moments caught from angles she thought were private.

With a smug smile, Michael met her gaze. "You think you can blackmail me with this?"

Then, in a split second, he slapped her, not hard enough to hurt, but just enough to make his point clear.

Leaning in closer, he said in a menacing tone, "You’ll keep quiet like a good girl, or you’ll go down with me. I can post these videos on the internet."

The weight of his threat hung over Selina, making it hard for her to say anything. Panic knotted in her stomach, and she fought back tears that slipped down her cheeks.

With that, he turned sharply and walked away, leaving her standing there, overwhelmed by his words and the messy reality of their relationship.

Lunel was stunned by what she had discovered and couldn’t shake off all the footage.

Determined to get to the bottom of things, she started digging into Selina’s background.

After that pivotal meeting, they quickly became a team. He was amazing at crafting a facade, setting up a bunch of companies and opening bank accounts to push his plans forward, all while creating innocent-looking fronts that hid something sinister underneath. Selina’s job was to bring in recruits, young women who were easily lured in by dreams of fame and fortune.

As Lunel kept digging into the situation, it became clear that Selina had turned into someone completely different. She now walked around like a powerful figure, oozing confidence and charm. But behind that glamorous look was a harsh reality: she had been caught up in his game long before she became his right-hand woman. He had shaped her into what he wanted, altering her identity and dreams to fit his twisted plans.

In this messed-up game, Selina was like a queen on a broken chessboard, stunning but stuck and unable to break free. On the outside, she played the part of a high-class escort glammed up in diamonds, but inside, she was living a life of luxury that only hid her true struggles and oppression.

Lunel’s heart raced as she came across text messages from Selina’s burner phone, each message revealing more of her pain: {...}