We only stay another five minutes, before I return the tumbler to the bar and say, “We’re heading home. I’ll message you all about the dinner next week.”
“Okay. Be safe out there,” Mom replies.
I get a chin lift from Dad and Enzo, and while I link my hand with Sienna’s, she says goodbye to my family.
As I lead her out of the mansion, I ask, “Feeling better now that we’ve told our families?”
“Yes.”
Her energy feels different, and as we near my Bentley, I pull her to a stop and grip of hold of her chin. Tipping her head back, I search her eyes. When I see fear trembling in her green irises, a frown forms on my forehead.
“Why are you scared?”
She pulls away from me and climbs into the backseat. I get in beside her, and while Nico shuts the door and walks to the driver’s side, I growl, “Talk to me. Sienna. Why are you scared?”
“I’m not!” Her breath catches, and she swallows hard right before she glances out the window. “I’m just tired. A lot has happened in the past twenty-four hours.”
“Keep lying, princess,” I sigh. I watch Sienna closely as I lay a trap for her by saying, “It’s only a matter of time before I find out what you’re withholding from me.”
“I’m not hiding anything,” she snaps, playing right into my hand. Her strong reaction tells me precisely what I wanted to know.
As I stare at her, I see the moment she realizes she’s just given herself away.
Leaning into her, I drag my nose over the line of her jaw until I reach her ear. “Don’t ever lie to me again, Sienna.”
As I pull back, a heavy silence settles around us, and by the time we get to Sienna’s apartment building, I can feel the tension coming off her in waves.
I get out of the vehicle with her, and taking her hand, I glance around us, making sure the area is safe.
As we enter the courtyard, Ciro and Alfia get up from the chairs they were sitting on.
“Why aren’t Billy and Lucio on duty?” I ask.
“Their shift starts in thirty minutes,” Alfio informs me, while he goes up the stairs to the second floor to unlock Sienna’s front door. I wait for him to complete the search, and when he appears again, I lead Sienna to her apartment.
Even though Alfio just checked the place, I do a walk-through to make sure she’ll be safe before I stop in front of her. “Get a good night’s sleep, princess.”
Surprise flutters over her face. “You’re not staying?”
“Do you want me to stay?”
Without any hesitation, she shakes her head, and it hurts like a motherfucker.
When I step around her, she grabs hold of my hand and darts in front of me. “I didn’t mean to hurt you. I just need some time alone to process everything.”
Letting go of my hand, she grips my shoulder and pushes up on her tiptoes. As she aims a kiss at my cheek, I turn my head at the last second and claim her mouth.
Pushing her backward until she knocks into the wall beside the front door, I proceed to devour her, savoring how fucking sweet she tastes.
She might be giving me hell about getting married, but when it comes to the intense attraction between us, Sienna gives as good as she gets.
Only when she’s breathless and putty in my hands, do I break the kiss. Her eyes are clouded with desire, and when I cup her between the legs, I feel how hot and wet she is for me.
Just as her hips gyrate and she searches for more friction, I pull away and say, “No orgasm for you. Next time you’ll think twice about lying to me.”
Lifting her chin, the corner of her mouth lifts seductively. “A vibrator can take care of the problem for me in a couple of minutes.”
Is that so?
