Sierra’s POVIf Jordan didn’t have my time when there was nothing major brewing, I wasn’t surprised he barely remembered he had a wife since Lorenzo threatened him to go to war. On several occasions, I had to tiptoe around the house because Jordan and his men seemed to be everywhere, planning and making arrangements, and doing this and that. Whenever I was in a good mood, I’d stop by and serve the boys drinks and maybe food, depending on what the chef left in the freezer that week. Sometimes, I refused to come downstairs.Dominic had taken away the only friend I had, so I didn’t have a life anymore. If my husband were more available, I guess things would be a lot different. Our relationship was like the weather, it was quite unpredictable.One minute, we can’t get our hands off each other. The next minute, we can’t stand each other. I don’t remember Jordan ever confessing to me that he loved me, but I did love him. I mean, my willingness to give myself to him must mean something.**
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