ANMELDENAdrian"Are you okay?"I asked for what felt like the hundredth time, although barely thirty minutes had passed."I'm okay."Sienna finally lifted her head from my chest.I let out a quiet breath of relief and studied her face, searching for any sign that she was still struggling. I wanted to understand what had happened, but I didn't want to push her into talking about something she clearly wasn't ready to share."Why? Do I suddenly look more like a troublemaker now that you've seen me throw a proper tantrum?"I shook my head.I couldn't tell if she was trying to pick a fight with me or simply brushing off what had happened. Either way, I wasn't going to complain. At least she was talking again."You know..." She shifted in my arms before finally pulling away.She stood up, walked over to where her shirt lay on the couch and picked it up. Then she began getting dressed, leaving me watching her every move."Has anyone ever told you that you'd make a good father?"I raised an eyebrow.
SiennaShit. Would I ever be able to resist this man?I closed my eyes, trying to push away the thoughts and feelings of wanting him.But I couldn't resist him. I couldn't think of a reason to make things sour between us. I had tried for a month. I was stuck. I liked Adrian more than I had ever imagined I would, and that was becoming a problem.Was I going to leave him? I asked myself again. I searched my mind for an answer, but nothing came. I couldn't even convince myself that walking away was what I wanted.I was screwed.Was I ready to give up journalism for a man who could be a womanizer, someone who might dump me or even have me killed at the slightest mistake?No...Journalism was the one thing that had given me peace. It had given me a way to fight for justice, something I had struggled to find for most of my life. It was how I had finally put my father's killer behind bars and given my mother and brother the peace of mind they had deserved for years.I couldn't throw all that
AdrianI stood in front of her, looking down at the feisty little five-foot-three woman who seemed determined to challenge every word that came out of my mouth. Sienna had a remarkable talent for turning even the simplest conversation into a battle of wills. She hated being wrong, hated backing down, and, judging by the stubborn look in her eyes, hated the idea of letting me have the last word.“I am serious,” she said, holding my gaze.“Okay.” I took a step back, but she immediately closed the distance between us.“Sienna, decide what you want. Quickly. I don't have time for this.”“Why did you try to win my brother over? He won't shut up about everything you gave him.”I raised an eyebrow. “I don't need to win him over. He's not the person I'm having this conversation with.”She scoffed. “Right. You can't even win anyone over with what you have in your hands.”I glanced down at my hands before looking back at her. “And what exactly do I have in my hands?”“Don't pretend you don't kn
Sienna“What now?” I asked as we entered the penthouse.Adrian loosened his tie and began removing his jacket. “What do you mean, Sienna?”“Are we going to have sex and pretend everything is fine? Pretend I want you and you want me, and that's all?”“Sienna, I brought you here to talk.”“I don't believe you.”I walked past him and headed for the couch, stopping by the window. Outside, the city lights stretched into the distance, but I barely noticed them. My reflection stared back at me from the glass.Behind me, I heard Adrian let out a quiet sigh.He removed his suit jacket and headed toward the bedroom. I watched him disappear down the hallway, waiting for him to say something, anything, that might convince me he wasn't simply dismissing me.He didn't. He just kept mute.“You're just going to ignore me because I'm something you need to play with, right?”He said nothing.I heard him moving around in the bedroom, and my fingers curled against my palms. He was really going to do this
Adrian“You were scared,” I said to the young man sitting across from me, his eyes fixed on the ground.“I am. I am,” he stammered.“You don't need to be scared. I was just as scared as you were when I heard that Sienna had been kidnapped.”That made him look up.“What?”“I guess your sister never told you anything about me. I'm hurt.” I watched his eyes widen even further and almost chuckled. Sienna hadn't lied about him. He was just an innocent young adult, after all. “How do I explain myself? I feel like I have to put my reputation forward for you to believe me.”“What reputation?”“I'm the chairman of Pre-Break Liquor Company. We recently held an alcohol safety campaign at your school in Boston. I wasn't there in person, but I imagine my face was plastered around the campaign materials.” I paused as he finally looked at me properly. “I also heard you did a good job as the student union welfare officer. You received the company's support and made the campaign possible.”“Yes, sir.
SiennaI watched my brother tremble on the ground, his hands raised beside his head. The gun that had been pointed at him earlier had been replaced with a stick, but that didn't seem to make much difference to him.“Why did you hang up the call?” Mug asked. “The boss is worried.”“Because I can't speak to him with my brother here. I don't want him hearing that I'm involved with you people.”Mug glanced at Reynold, who was still crouched on the ground, his lips moving as he whispered apologies and pleas.“Look at him. He can't even hear us over his own fear.”“You'd be surprised how much he's hearing.” I turned back to Mug. “Please, hold me a little more properly so I can act accordingly. Just say something like you've kidnapped the wrong person, then drop us off by the roadside or something.”He stared at me, looking thoroughly exhausted by my suggestions.I couldn't blame him. This whole situation had started with a misunderstanding, and now I was making it worse with my attempts to
Adrian“Why the hell do you keep showing up?” she snapped as I turned the corner to her place. “You’ve got a girlfriend—what the fuck are you looking for? Not that I expect loyalty from someone like you.”I let out a low chuckle, the sound slipping past my lips before I could stop it. She was chaos
“Boss,” Natasha called as she stepped closer, heels silent on the marble floor. I was just finishing buttoning my shirt.I turned to her, my eyes cold at the thought of Dominic. “Did they find something?”She shook her head. “Dominic’s all bark. Half the contacts he brags about don’t even exist.”“T
SiennaThe weight of what had just happened crashed down on me.I had basically been kidnapped.Shoved into a luxurious car with a mafia leader—or gang leader—or whatever the hell he was—the man I hooked up with last night.And now? I couldn’t escape.The more I stared out the window, the more civi
Adrian"What are you doing here?" I asked as I took my seat beside Sienna."What do you mean, what am I doing here?" she shot back, a little too sharp, a little too defensive.I didn’t have time for this. My gaze flicked to Natasha. "You’ll take care of her, right?"She gave a firm nod before shrug







