Semua Bab ARRANGED MARRIAGE TO A RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE : Bab 31 - Bab 40

SiennaI laughed to myself as I watched Sebastian glance at his wristwatch every fifteen minutes and roll his eyes. Shopping with him for clothes was way more fun than I thought it would be. He wasn't "fun," of course, but staying extra long just to annoy him definitely was. He refused to let me shop alone because he seemed to think I was a two-year-old who would get lost. More likely, he thought I’d bolt with his black card and the Audi R8.As if I’m that stupid. If I wanted to rob him, I wouldn't steal things that are so easily tracked. Honestly, I’d just kill him—I’ve watched How to Get Away with Murder enough times to know the drill.I swirled around in a green skater dress and yellow heels. "You like it?" I asked.He scoffed. "It makes you look like one of those women who climbs a pole."Rude motherfu—"And what's wrong with that? What's wrong with strippers?" I crossed my arms and stepped forward."Nothing." He shook his head and looked away. "Actually, I like them a little."Of

Sienna"You two slept together, right?"Sebastian pushed the covers aside and crawled into bed beside me. He placed a pillow between us despite the bed being huge. We had agreed to share the bed as long as we didn't touch each other. I suppose he really is having a change of heart.I reached over and poked his bare back with my index finger. He hated it, but I needed his undivided attention, and that was the only way to get it."Sienna, it’s midnight. I have a virtual meeting at five. Leave me alone for once," he groaned, burying his face in the pillow."You haven’t answered my question." I poked him again. He tried to shrug me off, so I moved the pillow and shifted closer. I guess her father has no idea, since he’s so nice to you. He doesn’t know that you betrayed him by making love to his daughter."I fucked her. We didn't make love... there's a huge difference." He took a deep breath, then turned to face me. "It was a mistake. It only happened a few times." He eased up, resting his

Sebastian stood at the door, watching her."No. I don't want to take her off life support." Sienna paced the room, biting her fingertips nervously. "I know it's been over six months, but I still want to try. Just keep the treatments going. Please."She hung up the phone and began to cry. I walked across the room and placed my hand on her shoulder. She turned around, hurriedly wiping her eyes."What's wrong, Sienna?" I wiped a stray tear from her cheek and cupped her face in my hands. My heart ached at the sorrow in her eyes; a slight pang of guilt stung me."It’s nothing important," she sniffled, trying to pull herself together. "I’m going to prepare breakfast. What would you like? Eggs? Pancakes? Cereal? Fish and bread?"I grabbed her hand gently before cupping her face again. "Talk to me."She pulled away, stepping back. "Sebastian, it’s nothing. You have to get to work, right? It’s your first day back.""Is it your cousin? Is she okay?"She shook her head. "Still no improvement.""I

Detective VergaraI stared intently at the man sitting in the interrogation room through the one-way mirror. He tapped his fingers on the table and glanced up at the cameras. As he did, he shook his head in a rhythmic motion and rocked back and forth—the textbook behavior of a suspicious person. I furrowed my eyebrows as I watched him.After working on the force for over twenty years, you learn to put nothing past anyone. Everyone is a suspect. No one can be trusted.He stood up and started pacing the room with one hand on his hip. He walked up to the mirror and stared at it for so long that I actually thought he could see through it."You think he did it?" I looked over at Detective Sebastian and shrugged. "He is nervous.""The fact that you brought him in means you suspect him?" Sebastian asked.I took out my notepad. "I'm going in." I took a deep breath as I pushed the door open and entered the room. It was time to get this case over with."Thank you for coming in, Liam." I reached

Sienna"Thank you for assisting me with cleaning this room, Alessia," I remarked as she picked up her cleaning utensils from the floor."You're most welcome, Sienna. If there is anything else you need, I'll be in the kitchen." She gave me a warm smile before walking off. I was happy that she was now accustomed to calling me Sienna instead of Mrs. Sterling. It felt very strange for her to call me that, considering she is much older than I am. "I will go and prepare a warm meal for you," she added.We had spent two hours dusting and rearranging the room to Natalia’s liking so she would feel more at home. I was still traumatized by the lizard that had jumped from the closet onto my head earlier. According to Alessia, such a thing means one is pregnant, but we both knew that was highly impossible, so we just laughed it off.The room was smaller than the others I had been in, but it was comfortable and beautiful. The floor was fully carpeted with a fluffy, soft black mat that matched Natali