LOGIN"You really didn't have to do that Nina," I muttered, carrying a armful of designer bags as we walked out into the main concourse of the mall. "We could have just avoided her altogether." "No way in hell," Nina snapped, her eyes still flashing with adrenaline. "I am not letting that bitch talk to you like you're beneath her. You need to stop being a doormat Sienna.” "You don't understand!" I hissed, pulling her slightly off to the side near a fountain. "His mother loves Gwen. She completely despises me, mind you she literally offered me a check yesterday just to leave Adrian. Once she finds out what happened back there, she is going to hate me even more!" Nina rolled her eyes, throwing her hands up. "You are overthinking this whole thing, who cares what that old dragon thinks? You still shouldn't let people walk all over you." "Nina, you really don't get it," I sighed, rubbing my temples. "My entire life is hanging by a thread right now. I don't have the luxury of picking fights w
"That's her," I whispered, leaning in closer to Nina. "That's the girl his mother brought for him." Nina instantly shifted her expression, contorting her face as if she had just stepped in something completely disgusting. She squinched her nose, looking Gwen up and down through the glass window. "Her? Seriously? She’s not even that pretty." "Let's just go to a different store," I suggested, tugging on Nina's arm. "We can always come back here later when the air is clean." "Absolutely not," Nina declared, planting her feet firmly on the marble floor. "Sienna, the pieces in there are gorgeous and they sell like mad. If we want the good stuff, we have to go in right now. I am not letting her ruin our shopping spree." Before I could object, Nina grabbed my wrist and marched us straight through the boutique's heavy glass doors. The moment we stepped inside, the atmosphere shifted. The sharp, shrill sound of Gwen's voice cut off abruptly as her eyes landed on me. The store fell in
The next morning, I made it down just in time to catch Adrian before he headed out the front door. He looked infuriatingly handsome. He was wearing a dark, tailored charcoal suit that fit his broad shoulders like it had been molded onto him, his dark hair freshly styled, and the faint, expensive scent of dark coffee and cedarwood trailing behind him. As I reached the bottom step, Adrian paused, reaching into his inner jacket pocket. He pulled out a sleek, matte-black card and held it out to me. "Here, for your shopping… the driver will take you wherever you need to go," Adrian said smoothly. "Go to the garage and choose whichever car you want to use “ I took the card, staring down at it in mild shock. Just like that, I was engaged to one of the most powerful men in the city, holding an uncapped black card, about to live the kind of ultra-wealthy, effortless lifestyle people only read about in magazines. And I hadn't even had to climb a corporate ladder for it. He grabbed his
I took his empty plate, walked over to the kitchen sink, and rinsed it off. Without another word, I turned and headed up the grand staircase. I went up to my guest room right behind him. I desperately needed to get changed out of the stiff work attire Nina had brought me, but my options were still completely nonexistent. I picked up the heavy black contract folder resting on the nightstand, sat down on the edge of the bed and finally flipped it open. I browsed through the neat, legal clauses line by line until my eyes hit the blank line marked Financial Settlement. Remembering the sheer audacity of his mother offering me a blank check to walk away, my hand tightened around the pen. I leaned over and wrote down a number in clear, bold ink: $1,000,000. I signed my name at the bottom of every page, closed the folder and walked down the quiet hallway toward Adrian's master suite. I knocked twice on his door. "Come in," his deep voice called out from inside. I pushed the door op
After she left, I sat alone in the quiet parlor for a long time, staring at the porcelain cup on the silver tray. My head was throbbing, and my mouth still tasted like that terrible, bitter coffee. His mother had made it terrifyingly clear that she wasn't going to back down, which meant Adrian's claim that she would leave us alone was completely dead wrong. A soft knock at the doorframe startled me out of my thoughts. Melanie stepped into the room, holding a clean tray. She took one look at my pale face and let out a gentle, sympathetic sigh. "Don't take it to heart, Miss Sienna," Melanie said softly, stepping in to clear the coffee cup. "That is just how she is. She is protective of the family name, but eventually, she will grow on you." "I doubt that," I muttered, leaning my head back against the cushion. Melanie chuckled quietly. "Well, I assume you haven't had anything to eat today? You look like you're about to faint , let me go prepare something for you." "No, it's fine,
My heart sank straight into my stomach. The last person I wanted to face right now was his mother. She looked as poised and lethal as ever, her icy gray eyes dissecting me from head to toe. Her mind was obviously still fixed on the grand announcement at the gala, the fake engagement that Adrian had thrown in everyone's face to spite her. "Come into the sitting room," she said, not waiting for my answer as she turned her back on me and glided toward the sunlit parlor. I stood there for a second, my hands trembling slightly against my sides, before following her. I had no choice… at all. She took a seat on a velvet armchair, gesturing toward the coffee table where a silver tray with a porcelain teapot and a carafe rested. "Do you prefer tea or coffee, Sienna?" she asked, her tone deceptively gentle. "Coffee please," I murmured, sitting down carefully on the edge of the sofa opposite her. She nodded, smoothly pouring dark coffee into a delicate porcelain teacup. She pushed
Sienna’s POV. I woke up to the nonstop buzzing of my phone, and noticed warmth and a pair of arms wrapped around me. I looked up and saw Adrian still asleep, we had slept off in each other's arms and looked so peaceful. Slowly I reached out for my phone and found over 50 missed calls from
Sienna’s POV We were halfway through the game and I was already half naked. Adrian kept winning each round and not once did he lose. I thought I had it all under control but he was the one in control. “No way,” I muttered with a frown. “This isn’t possible.” His lips curved into a smirk, hi
Sienna’s POV I looked at the baby carrot in my hand and wished his dick would shrink to the size of it, I loved to munch on baby carrots but even they didn’t help relieve my stress in that moment. “ Rush to the pharmacy and get these specific condoms and let me prepare something special







