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~ SIERRA ~ It took Sierra a moment to realize what was happening. One moment she was standing by the window, breathing in the fresh air, and the next moment she was lying on her stomach, face to face with a stranger. Sierra opened her eyes to see a pair of icy blue eyes looking back at her. She had fallen on top of a guy, who seemed young, maybe around her age. He had jet-black hair that was styled like Leonardo DiCaprio in Titanic. He also had strong features and a sharp jawline, and his body was all muscles and rock-hard.

It was strange. “What are you doing?” Santiago asked, brows furrowing. “Observing,” she said plainly. Santiago stood up. “Why?” Sienna didn’t answer and I pressed my hand against Santiago's own, shaking my head to stop him from questioning her further. Sienna pressed her palm lightly against Matteo’s forehead, then over his heart, then hovered it above his ribs like she could feel something the rest of us couldn’t. “Sienna?” I whispered as my heart began to beat heavily in my chest.

“Familiar? This isn’t the first time my fiancee came to States.” Francesco stared at Sierra pointedly. “Really. But She looked exactly same to my deceased daughter-in-law, Sila. Iam surprised how can she resemble her too much. Except for her jawline and,” he whispered the last line, examining Sila carefully but then cleared his throat before speaking the next words because they could give the wrong impression to the Irishman. “Do not mind, it just your fiancée looks like Sila except for her full lips and..”

Then I narrowed my eyes at her, a little suspicious. "Wait... are you pregnant or something?"I asked. Sierra shook her head quickly, raising both hands. "Nope! I never miss my pills. I’m good. Plus, I’m not ready. I want to enjoy a little more freedom before I have to grow a human. Besides, I have my own psychotic drama, Zane's sister."She said. "Oh God. What did she do now?"I asked. “She sent me a wreath.” Sierra said with a deadpan expression.

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She winces as she rubs her belly with a slight frown on her face. “Is everything okay?” I ask as I cross the chamber and visually examine her body. “I'm okay.” She sighs, waving me off. “What happened down there, Jaja? The species of Mahji are starting to whisper, and you know nothing good comes from gossip.” I turn my attention to Sofia. She nibbles on her lower lip while maintaining my gaze like a true warrior, refusing to surrender. I flick her a cheeky wink, which turns her cheeks into a cotton candy pink color.

Emily wished with all her heart, that Fate doesn't do anything cruel with them. Giving up on waking Louis up politely, Sia folded her forefinger and flicked him over his forehead. Flinching, Louis raised his head from Sia's shoulder and looked around sleepily. His forehead was stinging, but he didn't know what happened. Looking around, he noticed Sia, who was getting out of the car; sheepishly. Did she do something? No, she wouldn't! Dumbfounded, he rubbed his forehead and opened the car's door, stepping out. Raising his arms up in the air, he yawned out sleepily, not realizing that everyone was looking at him, holding in their laughter.

Sierra Rossi. I compare the two and try to identify which is real and which is not. But they were both legit IDs. I then noticed the pictures of me in both IDs were a bit different, especially with the hairstyle. They had straight black hair and the same smile. The only difference was that Airra's side hair was tucked in her ears, while Sierra's ears were covered with her hair. But then, I noticed a small slanted scar on Airra's jaw. I touched my jaw and didn't feel any scar.

sia said with a smirk, and she could see how his face was changing from a frown to anger them to a murderous expression "Don't push my buttons little one, I can be very unforgiving" he murmured as he raised his hand and reached for her wet locs of hair which had fallen to her face and pushed them back behind her ear and with a shiver, Sia froze like a zombie, her breathing stopped as she watched his long clean fingers up her face nearly brushing her skin

Everything is on you now! Sia growls at the soldiers again and lunges at them when they run to hit us with their sword. She manages to throw one soldier's sword and one shield. Not enough. The other tries to hit us from behind so Sia jumps away and takes the falling man in her mouth and rips his head apart. That's when I see that it's a doll. A wax doll! The other soldiers keep attacking, and Sia keeps her defence intact but the fog takes away my interest to fight. I need something else.