Marlowe Sienna Novels & Stories

I stood up and began to walk into the garden, realizing my desperation to be inside Sienna. Sienna was writhing and moaning, Marco working his fingers inside her, as I kneeled next to her. I will never forget the look in her eyes when they met mine: she was wild, desperate, a woman possessed by her desire and lust. I could see something else as well, a triumphant defiance as she became aware that her boyfriend was a bystander as she took her pleasure from another lover. Her eyes opened wide in startled surprise as she orgasmed in a sudden rush. We kissed hungrily, and she pulled down my boxer shorts to release my rock-hard member. Sienna got on her knees and took my shaft slowly into her lip

It was Sienna. She stood at the entrance to the dressing rooms, arms crossed, lips curved in that same slow, venomous smile Cassie remembered from the masquerade. There was no mask this time. It was just Sienna with perfect hair, flawless makeup. She was wearing a cream silk blouse and tailored trousers that probably cost more than most people's monthly rent. “Well,” Sienna said, voice carrying just far enough to be heard but not loud enough to draw attention. “If it isn’t Reggie’s latest little project.”

My phone wouldn't stop vibrating. One photo after another of Vincenzo Moretti and his new lover, Sienna Newton, flooded in. A five-star hotel, a champagne-filled bathtub, her seductive red lips… They kissed like no one else existed. And me? I, Isabella Bradford, an executive at Stonehaven Healthtech, once the most independent and clear-headed kind of woman, had married this bastard. Sienna, covered in kiss marks, leaned against Vincenzo’s chest as if marking her territory.

Sienna pov I stood there watching him and Clara about to cut the goddamn white cake to mark their union I wasn’t going to allow anyways ,i didn’t know this was happening until my stepmother told me about it ,I got prepeared to come here This wasn’t sienna standing here or the woman owned by her boss ,but a woman fighting for vegance ,a woman who won’t allow people who hurt go away freely my life was a mess was because of themy heart ache as my connected with those grey eyes that made me felt loved with every touch even thou he never said the words I stare at him for the first time I could read his eyes it said something of being sorry but I wan ant falling for that he betrayed me I walked up

“I promise.” “Good girl. I’ll be in touch in the morning. Goodnight, my darling.” “Goodnight, Mrs. Marlowe.” The call ended, the room falling quiet again. Sienna leaned back, folding her arms. “She loves you,” she said simply. “Like… genuinely loves you. You know that, right?” I smiled faintly, setting my phone down. “Sometimes I think she’s more family than half the people with my blood.” “Please,” Sienna said, rolling her eyes. “If my own mother cared about me the way Mrs. Marlowe cares about you, I’d be living in her guest house eating croissants for breakfast.”

“I’m Marco Hernandez. I studied with Sienna at Universidad de Buenos Aires Law School.” Eden shook his hand. “Nice to meet you.” “Sienna was the top of our class,” another woman chimed in. “Brilliant lawyer. She’s already made partner at her firm. Youngest partner in the firm’s history, actually.” “That’s impressive,” Eden said, and he meant it. Sienna looked embarrassed by the praise. “You’re all exaggerating.” “We’re really not,” Marco insisted. Then he grinned mischievously. “You know, you two look good together. Very good. Like you were made to dance with each other.”

"You came here to intimidate me. To remind me that I'm nothing. But I've already been nothing for three years. I've been invisible. I've been overlooked. I've been the quiet wife who never fought back." She paused. "Not anymore." Sienna's eyes blazed. "You are pathetic. You have nothing. You are nothing. Without Dante, you're just a nobody from nowhere. When the divorce is final, no one will even remember your name." The smile vanished from Sienna's face. Several people at nearby tables had started watching. Vivienne took one step closer. "Confident women don't chase their competition." For a moment, Sienna just stared at her. Her chest rose and fell rapidly. Her carefully constructed mask w

"I came here to… did I do something wrong? I didn't think we had any issues and if we did, getting a divorce doesn't solve it, Drey…" "Sign the papers, Sienna. Don't ask me any unnecessary questions." He said sharply, his voice rising. "But if you want to know why so badly, then I will tell you. The only woman I want and love, Vanessa Hart, is back in town and her family are offering me something I can't resist. To take her as my wife. You, on the other hand… are useless. The words cut through my heart like a knife. I never thought a day would come when Drey would use such words on me, but I should have been expecting it. The two years of our marriage had not been the field of roses I'd been

Sienna stood transfixed to the spot. Should she leave but what if these two were fraud people? “I don’t believe you. I’m not going anywhere till Lucas returns,” said Sienna. The woman laughed tauntingly. She took out an identity card as well as a marriage certificate from her handbag and flashed it in front of her. Sienna gaped at the marriage certificate. She was indeed Lucas’s wife, that she was certain of. Then the woman took out her mobile and scrolled through the numbers.

Typical college party scene. "Whose house is this?" I asked Mike. It was huge. The person who owns it must be filthy rich; otherwise, what kind of college student can afford it? "Mine." I turned to the person who just spoke behind us and found myself looking at a tall, skinny girl with long blonde hair and dark brown eyes. She was undeniably beautiful like those models in magazines. "Hi, I'm Dawn. Who are you?" she narrowed her eyes at me. "Marina," I introduced myself. "Is this really your house? It's beautiful!" I couldn't hide my amazement.