SiennaMy hands straightened the new flowy maternity dress I had tried on. Since my outings were on pause, Ava and I had done some online shopping the last time she came over. Ava wasn’t staying at our house—instead, she stayed in Ivan’s guest house. I would have liked it better if she stayed with me, but our house was far from the city. She visited frequently, though, so I didn’t feel too alone. The dresses had just arrived. The one I had on was a lavender, flowy, lightweight dress that gently hugged my belly, showing off my bump. A smile spread across my lips as I gazed at myself in the mirror. The dress made me feel confident and proud. I turned slightly, placing my hands gently on my belly. I was still in awe every time I looked at it. Soon enough, I would have someone to call mine.Just as easily as the smile appeared, it slipped away. Thinking about what had happened a few days ago brought back the stress. This had been my life since I was young—being careful, being scared for o
Lucian“He won't reply.” Nico’s tone was full of amusement. I was reaching the limit of my patience. It had been a week since the attack. Adrian had reached out to Nico to say he agreed—but on the condition that he would respond to Nico only. Adrian downright refused to even speak to me over the phone. He was being childish, and he knew it. But I couldn’t even blame him. He hated my guts, yet he was still putting his sister’s safety in jeopardy because he refused to work with me professionally.“Listen, he’s still talking to us. If it were someone else, they wouldn’t even do that,” Nico tried to reassure me. In a way, he was right, but I didn’t care. My father had put Sienna on their radar. They attacked her and could have caused serious harm if I hadn’t been there.“He could act civil so everything could go quicker,” I gritted out. But there was no use—Adrian wasn’t going to budge anytime soon. My office phone buzzed, diverting my attention. Picking it up, I waited for the caller to
SiennaTaking a deep breath, I turned my gaze toward the window, hoping Adrian was okay and would return soon. The events of the past few hours had been a complete shock. When I’d left the house to meet Lucian, I hadn’t imagined things would take such a terrifying turn.The sound of gunshots had sent me into a state of panic. I couldn’t breathe properly.It wasn’t the first time I’d experienced something like this—the last time had also been with Lucian. But this time, there was one major difference. This time, I had a baby growing inside me.The moment I heard the shots, all I could think about was protecting my baby. My lungs had almost given out from the fear that something might happen. But Lucian had been there. He had unknowingly protected our child.I closed my eyes, remembering the way he’d held my hand and grazed my cheek. “Breathe, baby. Breathe. It’ll be alright.”The memory dragged me back to moments when I was truly happy with him. If the situation hadn’t been what
Lucian“Sienna DeLuca,” the man croaked through bloodied lips.Confusion passed between the three of us. Why the hell would these people be targeting Sienna?Before I could react, Adrian pushed past me and crouched beside the man, grabbing him tightly by the neck.“Explain! What do you want with my sister?” Adrian’s face turned crimson with rage as he demanded answers.The man, barely able to breathe under Adrian’s hold, let out a wheezing sound.“I think you need to let go a bit if you actually want him to talk,” Nico said, his voice uneasy.Adrian loosened his grip slightly but didn’t let go. The man coughed violently once his airway cleared. I stepped closer and crouched beside Adrian.“Speak,” I commanded, voice sharp and low.“This…” the man rasped, “this is a declaration of war.”“What the hell does that mean?” Adrian spat, eyes burning with confusion and fury.Wheels were already turning in my head—I had a sinking feeling I knew where this was going.“Rocco has declared war aga
LucianA sigh escaped me as my gaze drifted to my wristwatch for the fourth time. Sienna had finally agreed to meet me. When I told her to meet me, it was clearly meant for breakfast, but it was past 1 PM and she still hadn’t arrived. She had promised, so I knew she would come eventually. Glancing out the glass windows, watching people walk by and carry on with their days, I thought about last night.A meeting had been set with my board members, and Nico insisted it be held at a restaurant. It wasn’t a lie when I said the restaurant was mine—it was, but only in partnership. My team had invested in it for its potential. I had never expected to see Sienna there. I noticed her the moment she walked in, but Nico convinced me to stay seated since we were in the middle of a crucial discussion. Not that it mattered—I barely registered a single word. My eyes kept wandering over to Sienna’s table, where she sat with Ivan, laughing the entire time. Each laugh she directed at him only stoked the
SiennaI had warned Ivan not to speak about this fiasco for now because I was really tired, and I would explain everything to Adrian myself in the morning. He seemed prudent—likely because he had been threatened by the head of one of the most powerful mafias—but he didn’t push it further. I couldn’t blame him if he was a little irked by all the commotion. I apologized to him for Lucian’s behavior. It was because of me that he was now a target, which turned our conversation into a back-and-forth apology game until I chuckled and finally accepted his apology.After I got to my room, I sat down for a moment because I felt a panic attack rising in my throat. What happened at the restaurant was completely unexpected, but I was proud of myself for standing up for myself. The entire conversation kept playing in my mind like a broken tape recorder. Lucian’s voice echoed in my ears, especially the curt words he had spoken.“Don’t worry about that, I’ll get back to you.”What had he meant by th