All Chapters of Miss Nobody Strikes Back: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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

"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 chatted with the Governor for a while in her study in the watchful presence of Damien, though he was subtle about the way he stared at George. When Sienna had had enough exchange of words with him, she zoomed off, letting her mind wander to the party beginning in barely hours. She had hoped for an hour's rest after the Governor’s departure, but his constant blabbering didn’t seem to end. “Mr Governor,” Sienna spoke and rose to her feet, drawing the attention of Damien. Simultaneously, the Governor rose to his feet as well. “Thank you for coming all the way to welcome me back home, but, as you already know, I am hosting a party this evening which I must get ready for,” Sienna stated firmly. “Of course, Mrs Williams,” the Governor says, stretching out his hand for a farewell handshake with Sienna, but Damien stepped in between, taking his hand and giving it a firm shake. “I’ll see you out, Mrs Williams has something important to tend to,” Damien says while still sh

All through the night, Sienna Williams tried as much as possible to stay a thousand feet away from Aaron. Standing so close to him had brought back emotions that swept her off her feet, but, she maintained a demeanor that didn’t give it away. She could feel his gaze on her, boring a hole in the back of her head. Whenever she moved from one table to the next, she would feel his gaze sweep all through her body, watching her every move. And even when she smiled flirtatiously at the Governor – though it made her skin crawl, Sienna could feel the dead glare Aaron shot at him.‘Why was he acting so possessive and jealous of someone he had just met? Or perhaps, had he caught into the fact that I was Sienna Clairvoyant, the girl whose heart he broke?’ Sienna wondered. Across the room, her gaze locked with Damien. He tilted his head to the side, signaling that he needed a minute alone with her. Sienna quickly excused herself from the crowd she chatted with and headed towards Damien. When sh

At the end of the party, Sienna stood on the patio where a an aisle made of flower was placed. With a polite smile plastered on her face, she greeted the last of the guests who filtered out from the grand hall and the garden, their laughter and conversations trailing into the night. Damien was a steady presence at her side, his hand resting lightly on her lower back in a gesture that was both protective and possessive.The party had been a success, the kind of glittering affair that left everyone talking for weeks, although currents of tension had woven through the event when she’d sat with the DeMarque. Sienna Williams knew this well, for she had been the one to set those currents in motion, pickling at their weaknesses. Her demeanor betraying the provocations she had seeded throughout the night.When Aaron approached, Sienna’s demeanor barely changed as she gave him the same smile she’d given to everyone who greeted and applauded her for a wonderful party. Gisela was still fuming fr