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THE REAL SERENA

Author: Adeyiga Adejoke
last update Last Updated: 2026-01-02 23:02:57

"If Serena had been the one you kidnapped," Sienna said slowly, "if you'd actually captured the right twin would you have developed these feelings for her?"

Luca considered carefully. "No," he finally said. "Because Serena would have played me, would have manipulated and calculated and used my obsession for her own advantage.

There would have been no genuine moments, no real connection, just strategic performance."

"But you didn't know that about her," Sienna pointed out. "You thought she was your angel."

"True," Luca acknowledged. "But I would have discovered the truth eventually, would have seen through the performance once I was looking clearly and then what?

I'd be holding captive a woman who was actively working to destroy me, who viewed me only as strategic target."

He shifted slightly closer, still not touching. "With you, I found the opposite - someone genuine, someone who remained herself despite captivity, someone who couldn't perform innocence because she actually
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  • STOLEN BY THE DON   DANGEROUS COMBINATION

    "But I am watching," Matteo said. "And I'm telling you, she's dangerous. Not because she's Viktor's enemy, but because she's becoming your obsession again and obsession makes you stupid, Luca. Makes you blind to what you're sacrificing for fantasy." He left before Luca could respond, heading toward the security office to implement the guard changes. Behind him, he heard Luca sit heavily in his chair, the weight of truth or denial settling over him. --- Matteo found Sienna in the art studio an hour later, working on a painting that made his chest tighten. Two figures on opposite sides of a canvas, one reaching toward light, one sinking into darkness. The reaching figure had Luca's features. The sinking one had Sienna's. "That's bleak," Matteo observed from the doorway. "That's honest," Sienna corrected without turning. "How bad is it? The threat from Viktor, I mean. I heard increased security protocols being implemented." So she'd heard the activity but hadn't been briefed. Ex

  • STOLEN BY THE DON   VENOM IN HONEY

    Matteo noticed it first. Small things, easily dismissed individually but forming a pattern when viewed collectively. The way Serena would touch Luca's arm during conversations brief, seemingly unconscious gestures that nonetheless drew his attention. The way she'd laugh at his observations, making him feel clever and insightful. The way she'd ask his opinion on security matters she clearly already understood, letting him feel needed. Classic manipulation techniques, executed with such subtlety that the target rarely noticed. But Matteo noticed. It was his job to notice. "She's playing you," Matteo said one morning, finding Luca in his study reviewing intelligence reports Serena had provided about Viktor's movements. "Who?" Luca asked without looking up. "You know who," Matteo said. "Serena. She's manipulating you, and you're letting it happen." "She's providing valuable intelligence," Luca said, still focused on the documents. "These reports show Viktor's expanded his sea

  • STOLEN BY THE DON   THE OTHER WOMAN

    "Then why am I up here alone while they're down there together?" Sienna asked. "Why does he seek her out first thing in the morning and last thing at night? Why do they have inside conversations I'm not part of? Why does he look at her the way he used to look at me?" Matteo was quiet, which was answer enough. "I should leave," Sienna said. "Not the estate—I'm still his prisoner, apparently. But this—whatever this was between us. I should end it before it destroys what's left of my dignity." "Don't," Matteo said. "Give him time to sort through this. He's confused, not choosing." "That's what you said before," Sienna reminded him. "And look where we are now. He's confused again, or still, or always will be when it comes to her. And I'm tired of being the understanding one while he figures out whether his fantasy or his reality matters more." Before Matteo could respond, voices drifted up from below. Luca and Serena, walking through the hallway together, their voices comfortab

  • STOLEN BY THE DON   THAT'S NOT TRUE

    "That's what you said before," Sienna reminded him. "And look where we are now. He's confused again, or still, or always will be when it comes to her. And I'm tired of being the understanding one while he figures out whether his fantasy or his reality matters more." Before Matteo could respond, voices drifted up from below. Luca and Serena, walking through the hallway together, their voices comfortable and easy in a way Luca's and Sienna's hadn't been since Serena arrived. "—tomorrow we should discuss the Brazil option," Serena was saying. "I have contacts in São Paulo who might—" "We'll need Matteo's input," Luca interrupted. "His South American connections are better than mine." "Of course," Serena agreed. "Though I have to say, Luca, I'm grateful you're being so thorough. I know this is complicated for you. For both of you." "You're in danger," Luca said simply. "That's all that matters." "She's not happy about it," Luca admitted. "But she'll understand eventually. You'

  • STOLEN BY THE DON   GET OUT

    Their voices faded as they moved toward the far wing. Sienna looked at Matteo. "Still think he's not choosing her?" Matteo had no answer. --- That night, Luca came to find Sienna in her old room, the room she'd moved back to permanently three days ago. "We need to talk," he said through the door. "Now you want to talk," Sienna said, not moving to open it. "After a week of barely acknowledging I exist unless Serena's watching?" "That's not fair," Luca said. "Neither is this situation," Sienna countered. "But here we are." "Let me in," Luca said. "Please." Sienna considered refusing, considered forcing him to actually work for her attention the way he worked for Serena's approval but exhaustion won out. She opened the door. Luca looked tired, shadows under his eyes, stress evident in the tension of his shoulders. "You've been avoiding me." "You've been busy," Sienna said. "I didn't want to interrupt your reunion." "It's not a reunion," Luca said, stepping int

  • STOLEN BY THE DON   THE OTHER WOMAN

    "For now," Sienna said, then managed a small smile. "Ask me again tomorrow. And the day after. And every day until I believe it." "Deal," Luca said, pulling her closer. "Every day until you believe I choose you over fantasy. Every day until you trust this is real." "That might take a while," Sienna warned. "I have time," Luca said simply. "All the time you need." "You're somewhere else again," Sienna said one night, pulling away from his embrace. "I'm right here," Luca said, but his voice carried that distant quality she'd learned to recognize. "Your body is here," Sienna corrected. "Your mind is somewhere else. Or with someone else." "Sienna...." "Don't lie," she interrupted. "We promised honesty, remember? So be honest—are you thinking about her?" Luca was quiet for a long moment. "Not the way you think." "Then what way?" Sienna demanded, sitting up and turning on the bedside lamp. She needed to see his face, needed to read the truth in his eyes. Luca squinted

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