Rescue in his arms
Sienna's life is a shadow of what it once was, trapped in a violent marriage that slowly consumes her. Her days are filled with fear and heartbreak, and she’s lost all hope of escape—until Zane reappears. After four years of silence, her best friend, the one person she thought she could trust, returns. But Sienna is far from welcoming. The pain of his abandonment lingers, and forgiveness seems impossible.
Zane, however, isn’t going anywhere this time. His return stirs something in Sienna, something she can’t ignore. The more she pushes him away, the more she finds herself craving his presence. Their deep-rooted friendship, built on years of shared history, begins to shift in unexpected ways. But Zane isn’t the same man who left all those years ago. He has secrets—secrets that could unravel everything.
As Sienna struggles with finding herself and her growing feelings for the man who once meant everything to her, she must decide whether to confront the painful truths of her past or risk losing herself in a new love that might be just as dangerous as the one she’s trying to escape.
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Chapter: DAFE'S CAFÉSIENNA:Mmm. I moaned as the sweet, warm taste of the cinnamon bun filled my mouth, overwhelming my senses. It was so good—a rare moment of Delight. Granny’s Cavities never missed with their pastries. Their name said it all; one bite, and you’d believe it could give you cavities.It had been years since I let myself enjoy something like this. Sebastian always had something to say about my weight or how unhealthy pastries were, and honestly, over time, they started to taste as bland as my life. But today… Today was different. For once, I allowed myself this small treat.Speaking of Sebastain— “Sienna!!!” His sharp yell startled me, cutting me off from relishing the sweet taste in my mouth. He had been on my neck for a few days now, always calling on me. Luckily for me, I was able to convince him that I had been at the hospital the other night or else, he would’ve made a ruckus over it.Last night, he came home bruised and bleeding, an ugly gash running down his leg. When I tried to ask
Last Updated: 2024-12-12
Chapter: THE TEXT Zane's Pov:“Sir… um are you listening?” The project manager who was presenting asked, drawing my attention.I blinked, training my indifferent gaze on him. “Yes, and it sounded like it was written by a third grader.” I paused, gauging his reaction. “Get me something perfect by the next meeting, or kiss your job goodbye.” His face turned pale, as sweat dripped down his forehead. “Ok… Sir” He replied with a shaky voice, quickly returning to his seat.“Next,” I said curtly, ignoring the fearful glance they were all casting at me.A young man with thick glasses walked to the front, his body tensed with each step.“Umm, sir… the.. project at.. no the project…” He stammered.“Stop!” I barked out, the sound of his stuttering grating on my nerves. “So I have no single competent project manager, just a bunch of incompetent fools? No need to continue with the meeting, get me something good by next week, or else!” I stood up and stormed out of the room, leaving them shaking in their seats.I s
Last Updated: 2024-11-23
Chapter: WHAT A DAYSIENNA’S POV:My gaze swept over the space, noting every detail in the decor. The place was exquisite, dripping with luxury. Every table was perfectly set, gleaming silverware aligned perfectly on crisp white linen. Golden scones on the wall cast a warm glow over the dark wood paneling, giving the room an almost ethereal warmth. A crystal chandelier hung above, its facets catching the light in quiet, flickering sparks that danced across the empty floors.When I was kidnapped, I hadn’t expected to be brought to such a luxurious restaurant, and why was this place deserted? I racked my brain trying to figure out what was going on, but I just couldn’t. The men in black suits nodded at me to keep going forward, and I did, each step slow and steady, ignoring the throbbing pain from my wound. There was no way I could run away now. I was also oddly curious to know the identity of my kidnapper, I didn’t know whether it was the adrenaline, or the anesthesia messing my mind up.The more we walk
Last Updated: 2024-11-23
Chapter: POLITE KIDNAPPERS SIENNA’S POV:“Are you trying to make a mess of my day, or is this just a talent of yours?” Sebastian yelled, glaring daggers at me, his face red with anger. His hand gripped the coffee cup and the next second it was tumbling right at me, leaving me a split second to dodge it. I missed it by an inch, but a few shards of glass still managed to slice through my skin, causing me to bleed. I winced at the sudden pain, confusion clouded my thoughts as I wondered what the reason for his outburst was this time around. Yet, I held back, I couldn’t even utter a single word of protest. “Making a cup of coffee isn’t rocket science. You can’t just do anything right” He snapped, his voice tight with an edge of annoyance. His jaw was tight, an evidence of how angry he was. I stood there, silent, arms at my sides, letting his words roll over me without any form of reaction. I’d learned long ago that fighting back was a lost cause. The more I stayed quiet, the more his ego seemed to crack.He shot t
Last Updated: 2024-11-23
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