"Damien, forget about the lead investigator. He's working with Gisela. He won't be of much help to us. You should focus on getting the chief of precinct on our side,"It has been over thirty minutes since Sienna's tense exchange with inspector Everett. Sienna had been pacing back and forth in her office, wondering why she hadn't stopped to think for a second that Gisela's mistress could be someone within the law enforcement. Given the circumstances, it was hardly even on her mind. But now that she had this information, she was going to use it to her advantage. If Gisela had George killed, Everett had to have known. Sienna knew she had to find anything to link them to George's murder before they ruled it out as suicide."Why? Do you know something I don't?""Everett Gaines! He's the man we've been searching for all this while. He's Gisela's lover,""What!" Damien's shock voice made Sienna's insides swirl in a delicious way. "Yeah. I had the information last night but I didn't confirm
Sienna Williams stood in the middle of the conference hall, arms crossed, her sharp gaze locked on Gisela DeMarque. Of all the things she expected to see today, Gisela, of all people, on her knees in front of her was not one of them. Yet there she was, hands clasped together, head slightly bowed.It took everything Sienna had not to smirk, particularly as Aaron and Natalia studied her reaction. This was a side of Gisela she never thought she'd witness—desperate. This moment felt especially sweet. She could practically taste the power she held over the DeMarques."Sienna..." Gisela's voice was forced. "I'm sorry."Sienna raised an eyebrow, her face impassive. She didn’t respond immediately, letting the silence pull a little longer. She wanted Gisela to feel every second of it."For what exactly?" Sienna asked. Gisela’s jaw clenched, and she took a deep breath before continuing. “For accusing you of having an affair with my husband... in public. I shouldn’t have said those things. I was
Later that evening, Sienna stepped through the doors of the grand fortress. The house felt unusually quiet, none of the maids were in sight. Sienna’s steps faltered when she saw Damien descending the stairs, a suitcase at his feet indicating that he was just about to leave. The sight of it sent a pang of panic through her chest. Had things become this bad between them that he had to take some clothes with him? Sienna wondered to herself. Was he going to come and leave without seeing her? Sienna couldn’t stomach the distance she had caused between them and she knew immediately that she had to make amends.Damien’s gaze locked on Sienna but he didn’t hold her case. He grabbed his suitcase and began to walk towards her, passing her without as much as a smile.“Damien, wait,” Sienna called out, her voice barely above a whisper, but enough to make him pause. Damien turned. Although his expression was unreadable, there was a flicker of something in his eyes. They stood there for a moment,
Then.... "No, let go off me," screamed Sienna Clairvoyant as a man pinned her against the bed, nibbling against the crook of her neck. His breath was alcohol induced and his hair was messy. He grabbed Sienna's boobs and squeezed it hard, and she cried out in pain, though, no-one could hear her, given how big the DeMarque mansion was. "No! Please Ezra, I'm begging you, don't do this please," Sienna still begged, hoping that the man would take pity on her, but he was too caught up in the situation to care. "You are mine to take, Sienna. I love you, don't you get it? What did you ever see in Aaron?" Aaron was Sienna's boyfriend of two years and also Ezra's brother. Although Sienna comes from a poor family, she was deeply inlove with Aaron DeMarque and was ready to put her life on the line for him, and she knew he felt the same way about her, but their love was constantly put to test. Earlier that morning, just as Sienna was getting ready for work, Aaron's mother had showed
Then...... Sienna Clairvoyant's eyes sprung open in fear when she heard clinking against the metallic bars of the cell. It was dark and the small cardboard frame above the wall of the cell that was meant to serve as a source of ventilation and light, did nothing to help her see who was approaching her with such heavy steps. In the cold, damp cell, Sienna huddled in a corner, her trembling hands gripping the rusty iron bars. The air was thick with fear and despair, her thoughts echoing the traumatic events that had led her here. Before Sienna could discern the figure that entered, a bag was roughly thrown over her head, concurrently, a string holding both her hands to her front. Panic set in as she felt big, rough hands seize her arms, pulling her forcefully. The harsh sound of her own screams echoed in the confined space, unheard and unanswered. "Who are you? What do you people want with me? Where are you taking me?" Sienna's questions remained unanswered as the pair of hands
Now...... *Nine years later*In the midst of the elegant and ornate room, Sienna Clairvoyant, who now goes by the name Sienna Williams, sat poised in a tailored black suit, gracefully listening to the interviewer ask about her late husband.Sienna's once short black hair was now a thick shade of brown, cascading perfectly over her shoulder in a 2a wavy curls. A bright shade of red lipstick caressed her lips. The tinge of concealer helped define her cheekbones in a sharp cut, giving her an appearance of a supermodel. It was quite an upgrade from the once timid and abused twenty-two year old girl."Mrs Williams, once again, accept my heartfelt condolences at the loss of your husband," the woman who sat on the opposite end was a cheerful, brown haired woman in her early forties. "Oh, thank you, Eloise. I miss him everyday," replied Sienna with a sad smile on her face, her thoughts drifting to the last memories of her late husband, Octavio Williams. "So, Mrs Williams, you’ve been asked
"Is everything set for my return?" Asked Sienna Williams. She was currently sat at the mahogany desk in the study of her mansion, her fingers tracing the edges of a photo album, flipping through the pages and digesting the faces of everyone who had a score to settle with her. Those who thought her dead. Damien leaned against the bookshelf, his gaze landing on a picture of Aaron and Gisella their wedding day. An inexplicable expression swept across Damien's face as he cleared his throat, straightening his posture. "Everything is in order. My source tells me the DeMarque are impatient about your arrival," This newfound information made Sienna smile and dropped the album. She gave him a look that said 'tell me more' whilst walking towards the couch in her study. "They're excited at the thought of a personality like yourself coming to settle in their town. My source tells me Aaron DeMarque just announced his candidacy for mayor and they need all the finance they can get for their campa
Sienna Williams hadn’t expected the nerve-wracking and gut-wrenching emotion that came with seeing her ex-boyfriend, the man who broke her heart in the most vicious way so soon. She had prepared to face him, along with the rest later that evening, and now, as their gaze locked, she wasn’t sure what to do. She wasn’t sure how to react.Aaron DeMarque looked handsome, more handsome than she’d seen in the pictures of him and his family. He’d grown beards over the years and they caressed his sharp jawline, giving him a rough yet gentleman-ly demeanor.It felt like an eternity before Sienna blinked and took in a deep breath. As Aaron rounded the vehicle, staggering for her side of the door while stomping the vehicle with his hands, Sienna ordered the chauffeur to drive off.“Drive! Fast!” Sienna said in a stern yet shaky voice, her heart pounding against her ribcage. Her hand clutched to her chest as she turned on the spot, eyeing the raging man running at full speed behind them.“Mummy,
Later that evening, Sienna stepped through the doors of the grand fortress. The house felt unusually quiet, none of the maids were in sight. Sienna’s steps faltered when she saw Damien descending the stairs, a suitcase at his feet indicating that he was just about to leave. The sight of it sent a pang of panic through her chest. Had things become this bad between them that he had to take some clothes with him? Sienna wondered to herself. Was he going to come and leave without seeing her? Sienna couldn’t stomach the distance she had caused between them and she knew immediately that she had to make amends.Damien’s gaze locked on Sienna but he didn’t hold her case. He grabbed his suitcase and began to walk towards her, passing her without as much as a smile.“Damien, wait,” Sienna called out, her voice barely above a whisper, but enough to make him pause. Damien turned. Although his expression was unreadable, there was a flicker of something in his eyes. They stood there for a moment,
Sienna Williams stood in the middle of the conference hall, arms crossed, her sharp gaze locked on Gisela DeMarque. Of all the things she expected to see today, Gisela, of all people, on her knees in front of her was not one of them. Yet there she was, hands clasped together, head slightly bowed.It took everything Sienna had not to smirk, particularly as Aaron and Natalia studied her reaction. This was a side of Gisela she never thought she'd witness—desperate. This moment felt especially sweet. She could practically taste the power she held over the DeMarques."Sienna..." Gisela's voice was forced. "I'm sorry."Sienna raised an eyebrow, her face impassive. She didn’t respond immediately, letting the silence pull a little longer. She wanted Gisela to feel every second of it."For what exactly?" Sienna asked. Gisela’s jaw clenched, and she took a deep breath before continuing. “For accusing you of having an affair with my husband... in public. I shouldn’t have said those things. I was
"Damien, forget about the lead investigator. He's working with Gisela. He won't be of much help to us. You should focus on getting the chief of precinct on our side,"It has been over thirty minutes since Sienna's tense exchange with inspector Everett. Sienna had been pacing back and forth in her office, wondering why she hadn't stopped to think for a second that Gisela's mistress could be someone within the law enforcement. Given the circumstances, it was hardly even on her mind. But now that she had this information, she was going to use it to her advantage. If Gisela had George killed, Everett had to have known. Sienna knew she had to find anything to link them to George's murder before they ruled it out as suicide."Why? Do you know something I don't?""Everett Gaines! He's the man we've been searching for all this while. He's Gisela's lover,""What!" Damien's shock voice made Sienna's insides swirl in a delicious way. "Yeah. I had the information last night but I didn't confirm
In the quiet of Sienna's office, inspector Everett’s voice was sharp as he broke the silence. “So, Ms Williams, I’m sure you’ve heard about the Mayor’s death by now.”Sienna raised an eyebrow, her expression giving away nothing. “Tragic news. George had a lot of plans for this city.”He nodded slowly, his eyes never leaving hers, studying every reaction. “Tragic, yes. But it’s also… suspicious and convenient for others,”She could feel the shift in his tone, enough bite to it to signal an accusation without outright saying it. Sienna let the silence stretch a bit longer, her lips curling into the faintest hint of a smile. She wasn’t new to these games.“And you’re implying… what, exactly?” she asked, her voice smooth and calm. Everett’s eyes narrowed. “You were close with George. Matter of fact, he was the very first person you acquainted with since stepping foot into Portsmouth. You were both working on some pretty big projects and correct me if I am wrong, but you were about to end
Back at the Fortress...Sienna had just finished tucking the girls into bed. After a series of explanations as to why their uncle daddy Damien wasn't coming home for the time being, she finally settled in her bathtub, the hot water relaxing the nerves that settled behind her neck. Sienna threw her head backwards, groaning as she felt the tension slip away. Her phone vibrated. She picked it up and smiled before pressing the phone to her ear."Seeing your call puts me in a good mood," Sienna says, happy to hear from her daughter after so long."I miss you too, mom," the voice on the other end says."You should visit home sometime. I'm sure the twins will be excited to see you. They have been asking nonstop about you,""You know I can't mom. It's risky," there was a slight pause before the voice spoke up again. “I’ve got something juicy for you. I finally figured out who Gisela's lover is," Sienna arched an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued despite herself. "Aaron and Gisela got into a heat
Meanwhile....At the DeMarques’ estate, the tension in the air was thick enough to choke on. Aaron stood in the middle of the living room glaring at Gisela as she paced back and forth in front of him. The argument had started an hour ago, but it had escalated fast."I can't believe you, Gisela," Aaron snapped, his voice cold and sharp. "Do you have any idea what you've done? Throwing accusations at Sienna? You cost me the endorsement. The one thing that was keeping us ahead in the polls!"Gisela stopped pacing and turned to face him. Her cheeks were flushed, not from shame, but from anger. "Oh, don't act like you're so innocent in all this! We both know WHY and HOW you got Sienna to endorse you!""Do you have any idea what you’ve done? You slandered her without a shred of proof! You humiliated me in front of people I need on my side. Not only do they think I am weak and I can't control my own wife, they also think I am a cheat!"Gisela’s eyes flashed dangerously. "Control? Is that wha
The following day.....Sienna Williams stood in front of her mirror, pulling her hair back into a sleek ponytail. She wore her signature white colour in a tailored suit, one that made her feel powerful - not that she needed the extra confidence. She grabbed her phone and bag and headed out of her bedroom. She reached the grand foyer when one of the guards intercepted her, looking uneasy."Mrs Williams, just wanted to inform you that Mr. Damien took the other car and left ahead of you. He said he had some things to take care of."Sienna blinked, the news hitting her harder than she’d like to admit. She tried to keep her expression neutral, but the sting of disappointment was hard to hide. She knew exactly why Damien had gone ahead without her. It was something he did whenever they had a disagreement, no matter the magnitude and yesterday evening was one of those times. “Right. Thanks for letting me know,” Sienna's voice was tight as she spoke.The guard gave her a respectful nod befor
"I have had enough!" Sienna Williams stepped in. Her gaze shifts briefly between Gisela and Aaron who looked like they were seconds away from plucking off each other's eyes. "Damien, get me out of here," Sienna didn't pull her gaze from Gisela as she spoke. "Unless I receive a public apology from the DeMarques, we shall have no business," Sienna felt Damien’s hand on her arm. She glanced at Aaron, who looked like he wanted to sink into the floor, and then at Natalia, whose face was a mask of shock and confusion. Then, they all left the garden. Sienna walked hand-in-hand with Aaron and Melissa walked next to her. They barely made it out of the DeMarque mansion when the heard Aaron's agitated voice behind them."Sienna! Please wait up," Sienna paused, her head freezing in Damiens'. She tilted her head and gave him a look that said: what do you think he wants now? Damien simply shrugged."Sienna, I'm so sorry for what happened back there. Gisela was so out of line," he says as Sienna tu
By the time Sienna and Damien made it back to the reception, the atmosphere had shifted from merriment to tense. A crowd had gathered in the center of the garden, all eyes focused on two women locked in a heated argument whom Sienna immediately recognised. Gisela and Melissa.“What the hell is going on?” Damien muttered under his breath as he stepped forward, but Sienna held up a hand to stop him.“Wait,” she said softly. “Let’s see how this plays out.” As they moved closer, the words between Melissa and Gisela became clearer. “I know your type,” Gisela hissed, her voice filled with disdain. “Hovering around, pretending to be so sweet and helpful. But really, you’re just a leech, clinging to Sienna’s every word, trying to climb your way up.”Melissa shot back, “I’m just doing my job, Gisela. Maybe you should focus more on your own life instead of thinking everyone is a lowlife manipulative gold digging twat like you.”The tension in the garden was thick enough to cut with a knife. S