เข้าสู่ระบบSienna’s POVAs the next day finally arrived, though it probably had already begun when Knox came, I woke up completely and looked at the nurse who was unhooking my IVs on one side. Turning my head to the other side, I saw my fiancé snoring his life away in the bed next to me.The nurse smiled. “We’re going to release you as soon as you two are ready to go.”I chuckled softly. “Thank you so much. What’s your name again?”“My name’s Tammy,” she said with a grin.“Thank you, Tammy.”“No problem,” she replied. “Your clothes are over there. We just got you some scrubs since no one brought any clothing with them. Your mom left to go be with your father she told me to tell you that she’s sorry she didn’t bring an extra pair of clothes. Your future in-laws also left. They said to call them when you two make it home.”“Okay, thank you so much, Nurse Tammy.”She nodded. “No problem. Everything’s unhooked, and your discharge papers are there. Once you get up, you can take a small shower, it’s r
Knox’s POVAs Jonah pulls the jet into O’Hare’s private terminal, I glance at the clock on my phone and it's 3:02 a.m. I exhale hard, dragging a hand over my face. The hospital probably won’t even let me in this late.But I don’t care. I’m going anyway.When the cabin door opens, that thick Chicago air hits me, cool and sharp.“Jonah,” I say, shaking his hand, “thank you for doing this so last minute. I’ll send you something extra for the trouble.”He shakes his head. “No need, boss. When family’s in trouble, you just get there, and they're just glad you made it safe.”I nod, appreciating him more than words can say, then climb down the stairs. A waiting cart whisks me to the hangar where my car sits parked right next to Tiffany’s. I toss my bag in the back seat, start the engine, and head straight for Loyola Hospital in Maywood.At this hour, the roads are ghosted, only just semis, cops watching for drunks, and the occasional lonely pair of headlights cutting through the dark. I make
Sienna’s POVThe sound of beeping fills the room around me. Everything is still dark, but slowly, my body starts to stir. My eyes feel heavy, like weights are tied to my lashes. I try to open them, but the light burns through the darkness, too bright, too sharp. I wince and shut them again.“She’s awake, she’s awake,” I hear my mom’s voice call out, frantic, breaking, but so familiar that I cling to it.I force my eyes open again, squinting against the brightness until the room starts to take shape. A nurse leans over me, smiling softly.“Hey there, sweetheart. How are you feeling?”My throat feels raw, dry. The words scrape out like gravel. “I’m… okay, I think.”My mom practically pushes past the nurse. “Sweetie, I'm here. I'm right here.” Her voice trembles as she grabs my hand. “Your dad went down to the police station.”And then it hits me, like a film playing in jagged flashes, from the hit to the head, the rag pressed over my mouth, the suffocating darkness, the sound of fabric
Knox’s POVAs I called my dad and he picked up, I tried to keep my voice steady. “Dad, can you send the private jet?”He immediately picked up on the tension. “What happened, son?”I swallowed hard and told him everything that went down with Sienna from the call with the detective, the attack, and Sienna being in the hospital.“Shit, Knox, are you serious?” my dad said, disbelief lacing his tone.“Yes, Dad,” I said, pacing the room. “I don’t even know how to tell Kira and Martin. I’m afraid to.”“Afraid? Why?” he asked. “This doesn’t have shit to do with them, son. I mean, yeah, Kira and Martin are married, and that makes him their brother-in-law by association, but he’s a fucking creep son. Screw him.”I sighed, rubbing my forehead. “Dad, my mind is all messed up right now. All I’m thinking about is Sienna, the baby, and getting my ass back to Chicago without exploding.”“I get it,” he said softly. “I’ll call Jonah and have him get the plane ready. It’ll take him about three hours t
Explicit Scenes Ahead Talks of attempted rape and abuseSienna’s POVFriday NightYou know that state when you’re half awake, half asleep, when your mind knows something’s wrong, but your body won’t respond? That’s me right now. I can feel everything, but I can’t move. It’s like my soul is screaming for me to wake up, but my body won’t listen.I feel myself being dragged, my head lolling to the side, my arms hanging uselessly. My legs scrape the floor, catching on the edge of a rug, then lift as I’m slung over someone’s shoulder. My stomach turns with every step, sounds of heavy boots, uneven, hurried. Whoever this is, he’s strong.A cold rush hits my skin, and I hear a soft rip, it was the unmistakable sound of fabric tearing. My dress. The split in the back must’ve caught or… been pulled. Either way, I feel air on my skin where it shouldn’t be, then a hard slap on my ass then hard massaging. I want to move. I want to scream. But nothing works. My body stays limp while my mind spira
Knox’s POV“So bro, how big is the new house and where exactly is it again?” Silas asked, eyes flicking up from the endless pile of customer files on the desk.“It’s a decent sized old brownstone, down in Bronzeville off Michigan,” I said, rubbing the back of my neck. “Still needs some work, but it’s gonna be home.”Kira groaned, tossing another stack of papers aside. “This is so much fucking paperwork. I don’t wanna be down here forever in this damn heat. ”We’d been at it since morning, from crunching numbers, to doing audits, cross-references, and I could feel my patience wearing thin. I checked my phone and froze when I saw the time. Almost 8 p.m. “Shit, y’all, look at the time.”Silas leaned back in his chair, stretching. “Damn, bro. Let’s wrap this up and continue on Monday. You'll wanna grab something to eat or just hit the hotel?”Kira didn’t even look up. “Hotel me please. I need my King-size bed, junk food, and silence, that’s my perfect date tonight.”I chuckled tire







