SiennaA week had passed and it had been kind of enjoyable. Now that the bitch was dead and Rocco was doing okay, I was feeling better. More relaxed, even. Eric liked it when I relaxed and didn't do any shit at all. I don't know who he thought I was. I was really finding it suffocating to sit inside all day while doing nothing, but I endured it for him. It did give me time to practice shooting, though, and I had been working out in the gym too. I had also been training Leo more on his duties and when I wasn't, I was usually been eating. I had been eating far too much cheese. It was my guilty pleasure. I had my nails done and I also had my hair curled loosely by a stylist and nail technician who had come to the house."Yes…? Deal with it... Can you just tell them that I will be back eventually and I will fucking slap the shit out of them? Fuck off... Are you fucking stupid? Listen to me, I will be back soon... Don't fucking piss me off, that's not wise!" I growled into the phone, m

Sienna"What?” I exclaimed. “You bought me an island?" I shook my head, feeling at a loss for words. Since forever, I had dreamt of having my own little piece of earth to call home and escape to whenever I wanted. I blinked, still in shock. "It's beautiful," I said, rubbing my eyes. He truly outdid himself. "Don't cry," he soothed. "I am not," I mumbled.He walked away from me, leaving me to stare out at the world full of endless possibilities. I heard him rifling through a drawer, so I tore my gaze away from the sight and looked at him. He walked up to me again, and this time, he was holding something in his fist. He was nervous, that much I could tell. He was also biting the inside of his cheek. My heart skipped a beat when he knelt on one knee before me. It was like the world stopped for this moment. "Will you marry me, Sienna?" He was holding a small black box open and inside was a gorgeous diamond encrusted ring with a beautiful good band. He knew I would wear it if it was

EricFucking hell, Sienna, I thought as I walked towards the racetrack and stood behind the metal track barriers separating the track and the crowd. My eyes looked for the starting line and fuck, there she was. With my fucking car. I could only watch as she smirked at the man named Rob. He was a fucking dirty racer. She shook his hand and got into the car. Just like that, the half naked woman standing at the start line dropped the flags and both cars immediately roared to life as they began to speed around the large track riddled with tight corners.Rob was winning by more inches as they sped around the track effortlessly. I was impressed with the way Sienna drove, as if the car was as light as a feather. Every turn was expertly controlled until they were in the final lap. Rob was in the lead, and the audience was cheering him on. Suddenly, Sienna pressed the accelerator to the max and she was now ahead. She loved to win. She was competitive as fuck.Rob drove faster and nudged Sie

Sienna"Put your fucking guns away, all of you. Sienna, leave," he ordered. His men obeyed him, and I left the room without another word, heading straight for the kitchen. That had certainly been fun.I sat on the island, bored as fuck as time passed. After eating some pie, I went back upstairs. I twirled my knife in my hand as I threw it across the room and it struck the door for the eighth time. I smirked to myself as I pulled out my phone, quickly texting Eric. Then I pulled the knife off the door and went over to look out of the window. The sun was out but it wasn't too warm yet."What is it?" Eric asked as he opened the door to our bedroom, his eyes looking me over. Immediately, I turned and smiled at him. Then I walked over to him, standing a few inches away. "Sienna," he said as he crossed his arms. I ran my hands across his arms. "What?" I asked, looking at him innocently. "What's the emergency?" he asked, clearly impatient with my games. I texted him to come quickly b

Sienna I turned to face him and furrowed my brows. "No," I said again. "Why?" he asked, ignoring the fact that the doctor was still here. "Why can't it be a surprise?" I said with a grin. But deep down, I was fearful, because when my father found out that my mother was having a girl, he beat my mother. I knew Eric would never lay a hand on me, but I was scared. Too scared to admit it to him, even. He looked like he was in deep thought before he said, "Fine." I caught the manner in which he said it, and I knew that he was not happy with my choice, but he just had to accept it. I knew he wouldn't mind if it was a boy or a girl, but I still felt guilty. My father's words kept ringing in my ear. Stupid useless whore, he had called me. I don't mind what gender the baby was, though, as long as it was healthy. After I cleaned myself up, Eric left the room, and I looked at the doctor. "If he pays you to tell him what gender it is, I will double it. If he threatens you, I will threat