Sienna’s POV“Move the reflector to the right. We need more light on her face. No shadows under the jawline.” I pointed to the camera man as I stood by the monitors, my eyes flicking between the screen and the model. Nodding, the camera crew adjusted the reflector while the model continued to pose as the camera resumed clicking in rapid succession.Once they were done with that shoot, the crew hurried to the other end of the set where props were arranged around a white chaise lounge. It was the last day of the shoot and just like every good thing, I couldn’t believe that it had come to an end. Suddenly, three days of work seemed like only a day. I felt a small sense of sadness cross my heart as I watched the crew. I had only met them here, yet I was sure I would miss each and everyone of them dearly.I turned as my eyes took in the Ibiza beach again but I felt my heart leap suddenly as my eyes met with Roman’s. He was seated crossed-leg and under a shaded canopy with Harper standin
Sienna’s POVI pushed open the door to my suite, rainwater still clinging on my hair. Taking off my damp clothes, I immediately stepped into the steaming shower. Once I was done, I wrapped myself in a fluffy robe and tied my damp hair into a loose bun. Just as I rounded up my makeup and started working on styling my hair, a soft knock came on the door.“Give me a second!” I announced from inside the room, then gave my face one last touch before padding over to the door.Opening it, I found a smiling housekeeper holding a black velvety package tied with a silver ribbon.“This just arrived for you, Miss.” She said warmly before handing over the package, alongside a small envelope. “Thank you.” I replied, reciprocating her smile as I took the package from her, then shut the door after she walked away. I stared down at the package in curiosity as I set the package on the bed. I wasn’t expecting any package from anyone, neither did I order anything from any store. Could it be a wrong pa
Sienna’s POVAfter Harper left me to join his friend, I stood from the bar stool, swaying slightly as the alcohol pulsed through my system. I needed to pee and my bladder screamed at me to find the bathroom immediately.Gripping the edge of the counter for balance, I staggered toward the hallway, the noise from the party fading behind me as I navigated the dimly lit corridor. Suddenly, a presence stepped out from the shadows, blocking my path and almost causing me to jump off my skin in panic. I squinted my eyes past my drunk blurry vision to see that it was no other person than Sabrina. I huffed in frustration."Well, look who’s had one too many.” She flashed me a venomous smile as she scanned my body from head to toe, her arms crossed. Her nice girl facade was replaced with a bittered, mean girl demeanor now. Her true colors that only I got to see."What do you want, Sabrina?" I asked, blinking to focus my vision as my words slurred just a little. Sabrina’s smirk turned into a
Sienna’s POV Pressing the sleek brass doorbell of Candice’s luxury apartment, I stepped back and waited for the door to be answered. As soon as our return flight from Ibiza touched the soil of New York City, I had dropped my things at my place and boarded a taxi here without any delays, anticipating to see Livvy. To hug her, see her warm smile again, and tell her how much I haf missed her.Less than a minute later, the door was pushed open from the inside and Candice’s cheerful face greeted me.“Omg! It’s you, Sienna!” She squealed in delight before throwing her arms around my neck in an embrace. I chuckled softly at her contagious happiness. “Mommy! You’re back!” A small voice came from behind Candice and she stepped aside, giving way for me to see Livvy running towards me, a plush teddy bear in her hand.“Sweetie!” My heart warmed instantly and I crouched to the ground, spreading out my arms to catch her in a hug just on time. Even though it had only been three days, it felt as
Sienna’s POV“Kiss me. Kiss me, please.”The ghost of my plea from the campaign’s after-party fell on my ears as I stared at Roman’s tall, black-clad figure waiting for me by my doorsteps.“Fuck.” I cursed in my head. Why was he here? Did it have something to do with the after party?Embarrassed by my drunken plea of the night before, I had spent all morning before our return trying my best to have as minimal contact with Roman as possible.My heart beat raced and I dug my fingers subconsciously into my now palms. Did I maybe blurt out something else last night? About him being my ex husband or perhaps about Livvy being his daughter?God, please! Let it not be either of the options. The thought alone was horrifying. I tensed as he walked up to Livvy and I with a small smile gracing his face, meant to ease my mind. But it didn’t. Instead, it worsened my state of unrest. My grip on Livvy’s hand tightened and I pulled her closer to me protectively.“Mommy. Who is that man?” She asked m
Sienna’s POVAs I half-walked, half-skipped into the company building, a smile played on my lips and my heart felt warm against my chest.Catching a glimpse of Ms. Helen cleaning the corridor, I waved gingerly at her, my teeth flashing in a big smile.“Morning, Ms. Helen!”“Good day to you too, Miss. Blake.” Ms. Helen returned my wave with a smile, which carried a subtle hint of confusion. “You look and sound really cheerful today. What’s the good news?”“Oh.” I laughed again, waving her off. “It’s just that the weather feels like today. I have a feeling we’re going to have a wonderful day today. Anyway, have a great day, Ms. Helen.”I waved at her again as I walked away and Ms. Helen chuckled good-naturedly, waving me back.As I strode down the hallway, my thoughts drifted back to Roman and the spicy event of last night. It felt like one of the dreams I had always had during these past years. Those dreams of when he would slip under the covers beside me and make sweet love to me.And
Roman’s POV“Roman!” Sabrina’s furious, voice rang out behind me as I sipped from my glass of sparkling water while skimming through the Vogue copy in my hand.“Care to explain this?!” She slapped the same Vogue copy on the table before me, literally fuming with rage. As much as her outburst irritated me, I tried my best to remain calm and composed.Setting my glass down, I lifted my gaze to her reddened face and raised an eyebrow in silent inquiry. “What do you mean?”“This!” She pointed at Sienna’s image on the cover page. “How can you let this happen?!”My frown deepened. I couldn’t understand how someone could hate their own sister’s success so much. Even if Sienna was so evil, getting so angry over her doing well didn’t make any sense.It was thoughts like this that made me doubt Sabrina’s truth sometimes.“You’re not making any sense, Sabrina.” I said to her, doing my best to still keep my tone calm. “All I see is a young woman who is succeeding in her field….”“Succeeding, my
Sienna’s POVONE WEEK LATER“You can open your eyes now,” Candice whispered, stepping back as she finished my makeup. I opened my eyes slowly and looked at my reflection in the mirror. A smile crept my face as I admired the look. Soft and glowing with warm tones that enhanced my features without looking overdone. My hair was styled into loose waves, cascading over my shoulders effortlessly. It wasn’t bold or dramatic. Just simple and elegant. Candice had insisted I dress the part. As the creative director behind the recent successful campaign for a multi billion dollar company, now being courted by top brands, I had to exude confidence and style. And I shared her vision. “Too stunned to speak?” Candice teased, grinning as she watched me through the mirror.I let out a soft laugh. “It’s perfect. Thank you.”“Alright then.” Candice said, tidying up her vanity table which was cluttered with makeup and brushes. “Ethan’s waiting outside. He can get really cranky when we’re late.”I stoo
SIENNA“What the hell…” Candice whispered behind me.I quickly stepped away from her, my eyes wide with tears and my heart pounding so hard I could feel it in my ears. I tried to hide the contents of the package behind my back, even though it was pointless. She had already seen everything.Gone was the happy, smiling Candice from earlier. Now, her face was frozen in shock and confusion.Without saying a word, she stepped closer and took the photos right from my hand before I could stop her.I stood there helpless, frozen, as her eyes scanned through each picture with growing panic. My legs gave way, and I slid down to the floor, crouching against the wall as my whole body started to shake.“What is this, Sienna?” Candice asked in a soft, shaky voice. “What are you hiding from me? What are these pictures?”I opened my mouth to answer, but nothing came out. Just sobs. My chest tightened, and I broke down, crying.I shut my eyes, begging in my heart that this was just a nightmare. That
SIENNA"Miss Blake? Are you with us?"Ethan’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I blinked quickly, suddenly aware of where I was. My face flushed with embarrassment as I sat up straighter.We were in the middle of a meeting and once again, my mind had drifted to Emilia and Sabrina. It had been happening since yesterday, like I couldn’t stop replaying everything in my head.“Y-Yeah… I’m here.” I replied quietly.Ethan looked at me for a moment, his eyes filled with concern. He didn’t say anything at first, just let out a soft sigh.“Well then, that’s all for today,” he finally said. “You may all return to your work.”I let out a silent breath of relief, quickly gathering my notebook and pen. I stood up and headed out of the room in a rush before Ethan could pull me aside. I could already feel him thinking about it.Just as I was about to relax, I heard Candice’s voice behind me, followed by the clicking of her heels.“Sienna! Wait up!”I stopped, forcing a smile onto my face before
SIENNAEarly the next morning, Ethan dropped Livvy and me off at Roman’s mansion. I had to get Livvy ready for school and send her off before getting myself ready for work too.But after everything that happened last night, I hadn’t slept at all. My mind wouldn’t let me rest. Every time I closed my eyes, flashes of Emilia’s lifeless body came rushing back. Then I saw Sabrina’s tear-streaked face and her blood-covered hands. Then it was both of us, standing at the edge of the bridge, throwing Emilia’s body into the river. The last nightmare that jerked me fully awake was the image of both Sabrina and Emilia, drenched in blood, chasing after me until I fell off the bridge. I woke up before I hit the water.So when I got up this morning, my eyes were puffy and my face looked tired. Luckily, Ethan didn’t seem to notice much as he drove us back. He stopped the car in front of the mansion, and I got out with Livvy.“Goodbye, Mr. Ethan! We had such a lovely time with you!” Livvy waved brigh
SIENNASabrina had two jackets in the backseat of her car, which we threw on, to cover the bloodstains on our clothes. Once we looked a little less suspicious, we drove to a nearby bar. Sabrina had picked it on purpose because it was busy and loud, the kind of place where no one would notice two women acting a little off. More importantly, they had restrooms we could use to clean ourselves up before heading to our separate destinations— Sabrina to her mansion, and me back to Ethan’s place.Luckily, the plan worked. We walked in without anyone giving us a second glance. No stares, no questions.We made our way straight to the bathroom and began scrubbing the blood off our skin and clothes. We didn’t get everything off, but at least the worst of it was gone. Still, we couldn’t risk going back like this. Someone was bound to notice the mess we still carried on our clothes, on our faces, and in our eyes.We thought about stopping at a boutique to buy new outfits. But just as we were abou
Sienna’s POVDriving around with a dead body in the trunk of your car isn’t exactly what two well-dressed women are expected to be doing on a night when they were supposed to be on separate dinner dates. But somehow, that’s where Sabrina and I found ourselves tonight.And to make things worse, the body belonged to none other than our own mother.Sabrina was still in shock, too numb to even move properly, so I ended up behind the wheel of her car. I prayed the entire time that we wouldn’t run into any cops. Thankfully, the roads were quiet, and we drove smoothly. My hands were shaking on the steering wheel, but I tried hard to stay calm and look like I had it together.Thanks to the countless crime shows I’ve watched and mystery novels I’ve read, I had a rough idea of how people got rid of bodies. Even though I never imagined I would be doing something like this in real life. But I couldn’t leave Sabrina to deal with this on her own. No matter how messed up she was, she was still my s
Sienna’s POVAfter leaving Ethan’s place, I had booked a cab to the restaurant where Julian had asked me to meet him. When I arrived and stepped out of the cab, I was just about to head inside when I caught sight of two figures in a nearby dark alley. They looked familiar, and they seemed to be arguing.I slowed down, my eyes fixed on them, trying to figure out why they looked so familiar. But the alley was dimly lit, and I couldn’t see their faces clearly.Just then, my phone buzzed in my pocket. It was Julian calling.“Where are you?” he asked as soon as I answered. He sounded impatient and his tone carried that sense of urgency that his text message had carried. “I’m sorry,” I said quickly. “I just got here. I’m heading in now.”I slipped my phone back into my pocket and took a step toward the restaurant, but I couldn’t help glancing back at the alley. The argument between the two figures had gotten more heated. It almost looked like a physical fight now.That was when I noticed s
Sabrina’s POVEnding the call immediately, I spun around, my heart dropping at the sight of Emilia’s pale face pale, frozen in shock. The smiles she had worn earlier at the restaurant were gone, replaced by wide, disbelieving eyes.I swallowed hard, my palms turning clammy as silence stretched between us.She took slow, hesitant steps toward me, as if she had just heard the most horrifying thing in her life.Well, apparently, she just had.“Those things… those things you said…” Her voice shook as she forced out the words. “Are they true?”I didn’t answer right away. I just stared at her, feeling a surge of irritation bubbling beneath my skin.This old hag! Why did she have to come outside now? I didn’t bring her here for this. Now, she was going to ruin everything. I felt my hatred for her deepen.Her voice trembled as she pressed on. “Did you really cause Roman’s accident so you could steal him from Sienna?” Her eyes glistened with tears. “Do you actually plan to get rid of Sienna
Sabrina’s POV"This food is sooo good," Emilia said, chewing loudly with her mouth open. The sight alone made my stomach turn.I forced a small smile, taking a delicate bite of my own meal."I know, right?" I said smoothly. "They make the best dishes here."Emilia let out an exaggerated scoff as she shoveled another oversized spoonful into her mouth. "That foolish sister of yours really messed up."Her chewing was unbearable to watch. I wanted to grab that spoon and shove it right down her throat."I mean, can you believe she turned down your offer to bring her here?" Emilia gestured dramatically around the elegant five-star restaurant. Even in the expensive dress I bought for her, she looked completely out of place. No amount of fancy clothing could hide what she truly was. Cheap and pathetic.And that irritated me."She’s such an ungrateful bitch," Emilia sneered. "She needs to be taught a hard lesson. Maybe then she’ll finally learn to be appreciative."I kept my small, polite smi
Sienna’s POVAt first, I hesitated to shop. I didn’t want it to seem like I was taking advantage of Ethan’s generosity. But Livvy’s excitement was contagious. She practically bounced around the children’s section, marveling at the colorful dresses and shoes.“Mommy, look at this! You’ll look like a princess in it!” she exclaimed, holding up a pair of elegant heels.I knelt beside her, taking the shoe from her hands. It really was beautiful. The attendant smiled warmly and encouraged me to try it on and I hesitated for a second before slipping my foot into it. It fit perfectly, hugging my foot as if it was specifically made just for me. As if sensing my initial reluctance, the attendant took it upon herself to guide me through the boutique. She pulled out dresses, shoes, and handbags —each one more extravagant than the last. Every piece was either a limited edition or straight off the latest runway collection. My doubts crept back in, but the attendant, clearly an expert in handlin