Selena’s POV
I was awakened by the sound of Charles's voice.
My eyelids seem to weigh a thousand pounds, and it takes some of my strength just to open them. I could vaguely see him sitting on the sofa not far from the bed. The neckline of his bathrobe was open, and his early-morning hair was a little tousled, with wisps of it hanging down his forehead, giving Charles a lazy, seductive look.
He casually put the phone to his ear. I heard him calmly say,"... delete all the security footage from the elevator yesterday. Yes, all of it. Make sure it's clean. Make sure no one can see what's on it."
I woke up immediately and sat up in bed. Elevator, security footage... ... The words exploded in my mind, creating a tidal wave, and then competing the images of last night piece by piece... Charle
