Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Six

Eric

When I walked outside, I caught her holding a gun to one of my guard's head. He looked terrified and was shaking terribly as Sienna held her position. Her body was tense and fucking hell, she was angry.

"Sienna, put the gun down," I said as I walked up to her, almost seeing the rage seeping from her.

"Go." I waved the guard away.

It was quite funny to see a man who had inches on Sienna quivering in fear. The guard quickly left, moving out of our sight, and silently thanking me with his eyes.

"Give me the gun," I said, holding out a hand. My tone was demanding but cautious.

Sienna sucked her teeth and roughly handed me the gun. "Fine," she said, gritting her teeth.

I put her gun into my belt and opened the car door for her. Fucking hell, I knew she missed smoking and I did tell everyone to watch themselves.

"He was smoking," Sienna stated as she got comfortable in the seat, getting her seatbelt in position.

"I know," I said as I turned on the ignition to my car. I used one