บททั้งหมดของ KIDNAPPED TO VEGAS (A Spicy Badboy Romance): บทที่ 121 - บทที่ 130

My time is still frozen. My brain is splitting with the shock.What the fuck?I’m staring at Sienna, and I can’t look away. She’s wearing a long black leather jacket that covers her whole body. A white shirt tucked under a black leather skirt that almost touches her knees. High heels. Brown hair exactly like Diana’s used to be. Amber eyes exactly like Diana’s.Our eyes meet across the room and the floor tilts for a second. I can’t tell if I’m breathing. I can’t tell if I’m standing or sitting or floating. All I know is that she’s really here. I spent five years looking for her and now I don’t know what to do with that.The memories I’ve tried to forget start gunning against each other in my head. The way she used to laugh. The way she used to tell me I’m the only man who can keep up with her. I thought I was over her. I told myself I was over her. But seeing her standing there in the flesh, after five years of hunting and wondering and giving up, is doing something to my chest t

~~~DIANA~~~"Are you okay, Diana? Diana, talk to me," Pippa yells from behind me as I fully step out of the courthouse, staring into the far end of the road.The sun is hot on my face, but I don't feel anything.Pippa grabs my arm, holding me tight, tugging me to say something, but I can only hear her voice somewhere in the back of my head. It sounds like she's speaking underwater—muffled and far away.I'm staring at the taillights of Cairo's car that just left the courthouse a few seconds ago. They're red and small, disappearing into the far end of the empty street. The car keeps getting smaller and smaller until it's just a dot, and then it's gone.I stare into the empty street for one more second, waiting just to see if the car reappears. Just to see if it turns back and remembers I'm still here.But... I don't see his car anymore.I'm supposed to be shocked. I'm supposed to scream because of how much that girl looked like me. But that's not happening to me right now. I don't kn

"The fuck do you mean 'the real horror,' Sienna?"I say it out flat because my chest is already full. I don’t have room for more surprises today. She looks at me with those amber eyes without blinking. "I didn’t drop our baby on your doorstep, Cairo... they did."My heart thuds like a fucking gunshot. I straighten up in my chair. "What?"She nods slowly, like she’s been saving that nod for five years. "Her name is Skye, right?""You already know that.""I named my baby Jasmine. She looked so pretty.""She's no longer a baby... she's grown now," I cut her off."Okay." She exhales."When they took her from me, I begged them to at least tell you her real name. I hoped they did. But I guess they didn’t." “I guess they just left my baby outside your door. I’m sure it took hours for you to find her. They didn’t even let me take her to you myself.""Sienna." I cut her off because I can’t listen to any more without getting the main thing out. "I don’t want stories about how Skye got to my

"Don't call her that in front of me, Mom."My voice is all roughed up against my mom, but I'm not gonna take my words back.Mom doesn't flinch. In fact, she stares closer. "Call her what? A slut?" she snaps. "That’s exactly what she is, Cairo. You picked her up from a club. You don’t know where she’s been, who she’s been with, or what kind of things she’s carrying. Those places are dirty. The girls who work there are dirty. And you brought one straight into our home? Into Skye’s home?"I step closer to her, just close enough that she has to look up at me."Mom, I know what happened to you, alright? I know what those men did. I know you spent days tied up in a warehouse, scared out of your mind. And I know that’s why you hate anyone who reminds you of that world. But Sienna isn’t one of Dominic’s people. She was just a girl trying to survive."Mom scoffs, throwing me a mocking gaze. "She took her clothes off for money, Cairo. She let men stare at her and touch her for cash. That’s not

I don't give him a response, but my heart's aching to scream. Say something, Cairo. Just say anything. Tell me why you just left me. Tell me I'm not crazy for feeling this way. Tell me I'm yours and I'll be fine."What are you doing here, Cairo?" I ask, my voice cold as death. "You should go back to your family. I'm sure they need you there. Or maybe your daughter's mom needs—"I'm still talking, without even realizing he's already in front of me. His arms circle me and he pulls me against his chest. He lifts me clean off the ground like I'm weightless, and he starts spinning me in circles, like we're a happy, newlywed couple having the most beautiful night of their lives.I'm literally still gasping from the shock. My arms are already grabbing his hair; I don't even know when I did that. His body feels so warm and solid against mine. I can feel the hard bulge of his erection against my stomach through our clothes. It's thick, relentless. His scent, that deep, intoxicating mix of