Selfish Si Fanfiction Novels & Stories

7 Sienna’s POV I’m losing myself. It’s been building for weeks, this slow, creeping obsession. I should hate him for it—for the way he’s unraveled me, twisted me into something I don’t recognize. I should push back, regain control. But I don’t. I can’t. Not when every touch, every command, every filthy word he’s ever whispered to me has burrowed so deep inside me I can’t escape it. Not when I close my eyes and all I see is him.

I glance at the tiramisu clutched tightly against my chest. “Do you believe me now, Ms. Machiavelli?” Martha asks, her lips twisted in a knowing smile. The realization hits like a punch to my chest. I press my palm against my sternum, trying to calm the butterflies that are fluttering all over my heart. I glance at the tiramisu again, feeling my resolve weaken. This is not the Silvan I know. The Silvan I know is a selfish, ruthless business man. He would never inconvenience himself for someone else’s comfort. He would never place another person’s needs above his own.

My hand clenched around the glass so tightly I thought it might shatter. If I can’t have her, no one can. Not Liam. Not anyone. Sierra belongs to me — and if I have to burn the whole world down to remind her of that, so be it. Tessa kissed me again, giggling against my lips, but her laughter only echoed against the silence in my head. She wasn’t Sierra. She could never be Sierra. But tonight wasn’t about love. Tonight was about control. “Here’s to Sierra’s suffering,” I said under my breath, my lips curling into a cruel smile.

But, of course, after a short while of silence, Silo couldn’t resist. ‘Claim her.’ I slammed my fist down on the table hard enough that a stack of scrolls shifted. “I swear to the Goddess, if you don’t shut up-“ But my voice broke on the last word. Because truthfully? I agreed with him. I wanted to claim her. I wanted to hold her. I wanted to crawl into her bed. To feel her. “Salffera.” I sighed. “This is pathetic,” I whispered. Get it together. Translate. Work. Anything except-

"Don’t. Don’t touch me!" "Sierra..." "I’ll be filing for divorce soon," I whispered, yet with conviction. "This time... I’m letting you go. So go and be happy with your mistress, Ronan." ***

"Sienna, don't drink too much. Your stomach is sensitive." The moment Sienna saw me, surprise flashed across her face. Then she turned to the crowd, excited. "See? I told you I could make my boyfriend come over right away." She smiled proudly and added, "And he's generous. Even if I drink with another man like this, he won't get mad." So that was it. Sienna had made a bet with them. She had lost, so she wanted me to stand there and watch her drink intimately with another man.

Sandra raises a brow, cunningly waiting for a response. "Yes..." I mumble as I'm snapped back into reality. I take a deep, long breath for the intense speech I'm about to give my best friend. "Sandra, I'm sorry. It completely slipped out of my mind and I know you're upset. I didn't want to worry you-" Sandra cuts me off from rambling even more and voices her comforting words, "Sia, babes. I'm just joking, it's okay." A wide, playful smile forms on her face.

I wanted to shake some sense into her, but she was too much to handle. Then, I heard Sadie's flirty voice again. She was using a voice changer to sound like an adorable girl today. The anime avatar spoke up first in the chat. [Your voice is fake too? I'm gonna tell my roommate.] Sadie blushed. "A girl's voice is super private. Only my boyfriend gets to hear it. "Don't get jealous, okay?" The live stream viewers did not care. They just wanted to see the show. Sadie loved how eager they were for her.

my voice cracked and a snarl of self hatred escaped me He sat down on the edge of my bed and he took my hand and he looked at me with those grey eyes and they were soft and warm and full of something I did not deserve, his thumb stroked my knuckles "I know what you said, and I know you meant it, but I also know that Silas is a liar and a manipulator and a twisted fucking maniac, he's been playing games with your head for years and I can't blame you for being confused, he's good at what he does" his voice was steady and his scent was calm I shook my head, tears already forming in my eyes, "That's not an excuse, I still said it, I still chose him over you in that moment" my claws retracted as

Was Elias aware of the signals he was sending me right now, or that they were driving me further from sanity with each passing moment? I wanted to rip his shirt off and suck him dry. I wanted to rip his pants off and suck his cock even drier. I wanted so much, craved so much, and needed so much, I was sure I would do anything to make it happen. “I am a selfish alpha. I want what I want. I want what is mine.” “I am not yours, Lucas.” “I can change that.” His tongue peeked out from between his lips, licking them slowly. “You cannot claim me like that.”