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I was not going to repeat what happened twenty-five years ago

Even if it meant I had to kill Sienna myself

Chapter Eleven

Sienna

“You’re new”

I ju myself coffee Asmyself I hated it here—the coffee machine was out of this world I’d for to ave me a semblance of control

Control was just a façade now One I was clinging to by getting up at six, working out in the base coffee I’d go out to the garden terrace, bask in the early rounds, listen to the birds and try to reo to work, try my best to distract myself from ent on at the mansion on the outskirts of the city I avoided Jessica’s calls I didn’t work late I let Cristian fuck me however he wanted Fell asleep with him and woke up to an empty bed

A strange man in a suit and ownership in his eyes was a stark reminder why I hated it here How little control I had

The secondlike the trouble that Cristian represented This was erous Despite how cruel I suspected Cristian could be, his cruelty always had a purpose It was controlled, sadistic as it may be There was no control here There was a y He had no plan Whichcould happen from here on out

He was e but it was hard to tell

Handso he wanted froina to bon to him The entitled tilt of his chin told me that

I tried to hide the unease I felt ht it He liked it, that I was startled, afraid The knowing smirk told me that, the way those dark eyes flared in satisfaction He had been leaning on the kitchen island, watching uard in a house that belonged to the head of theforced to live in