Sienna's POV

I sat beside him in his private jet, his hand resting on my bare thigh.

Yeah, Nic likes it when I dress like his whore.

Here I am, in a skimpy red dress that stops just below my thighs, showing off my thick, milky skin. The expensive Prada heels he bought me make my legs look even longer.

"You said we're going away to relax, not for business," I said, rolling my eyes as I looked out the window. He was typing something on his phone.

"Sorry, baby. I just need to send this quickly," he replied, kissing my cheek.

Then his eyes met mine-and damn. That man is fine as hell. A literal Greek god.

He pulled me closer, kissing me slowly, like he needed to savor the taste of me... like he couldn't get enough.

A throat cleared. We looked up to see the flight attendant standing there.

"Sorry for the interruption, Mr. Steele. Do you need anything?" she asked, eyeing him like she wanted to eat him alive.

I glared. She noticed and quickly turned her eyes away from his unbuttoned shirt.

"I'm fine," he replied coldly.

"How about you, miss?"

"Just water," I said, still glaring at her. She nodded and walked away.

"I really want you under me right now, baby," he murmured, kissing the back of our intertwined fingers.

"You just had me this morning, Mr. Steele," I replied, rolling my eyes again.

"You know I can never get enough of you, angel. You're like a drug-I'm addicted."

He pulled me into another kiss, his fingers working their way under my dress.

"Yes..." I moaned into his mouth, parting my thighs as his fingers slid deeper inside me.

"Miss, here's your water," the flight attendant interrupted, nearly causing me to snap.

"Thank you," I said flatly, shooting her another glare.

Nic chuckled beside me.

"We have the whole weekend to ourselves, baby," he whispered, kissing my forehead.

Yeah, we do. And I plan to enjoy every damn second.

Fuck.

Once again, I forgot to take my birth control pills. Why do I keep forgetting?

"You okay?" Nic asked, noticing my distraction.

"Yes, just thinking."

"About what?"

"How much fun this weekend is going to be..."

"Don't worry. I'm all yours for the weekend," he promised.

Yeah... just for the weekend.

After that, he goes back to pretending like he doesn't bend me over his desk and fuck me raw.

⸻

The hotel resort was massive.

The room had a king-sized bed, a jacuzzi, and a private outdoor pool.

"God, this is so relaxing," I muttered to myself, taking off my sunglasses. Nic was nearby, talking to one of the staff.

My phone buzzed. It was my little sister, Ann.

"Hey baby girl, what's up?" I answered. I'd been distant from her since I moved out, but that didn't mean I didn't love her. She knew I did.

"Sis, I need your help."

"Are you okay?" I asked, suddenly worried.

"Yeah, just need a little cash. Girl stuff."

I glanced up. Nic was walking toward me.

"Send me your bank details," I said, then quickly ended the call.

"Mmm," I began, only to be cut off by Nic's lips on mine. He pulled me close and pushed me gently onto the bed.

"Who was that?" he asked, undressing.

"My little sister," I said, helping him slide the red dress off my body.

He squeezed my breasts, his mouth wrapping around my nipples, sucking like a hungry baby.

"Yes, Nic," I moaned, my fingers tangled in his black hair.

His fingers slid between my thighs, in and out, teasing me, making me beg.

"Yes... ahh, just like that..."

Then, he took out his massive cock. It stood proud-thick, veined, beautiful.

I wrapped my lips around him, sucking as he groaned.

"Fuck, Sienna..."

His hands tangled in my hair, guiding me as he fucked my mouth.

Then, he pushed me down, spread my legs wide, and thrust deep into me.

"YES, baby! Just like that... harder!" I cried out, losing myself in the pleasure.

"Fuck, Sienna," he groaned again.

His phone buzzed on the bed.

The screen lit up: Clara.

He didn't even notice-he was too lost in me.

As he kissed my neck, I slid my hand over and hit Accept.

"Yes, Nic! Fuck me hard... yes, baby... YES!" I moaned loud enough for that bitch Clara to hear every word.

"Fuck, Sienna, you're so sweet," he groaned, still thrusting.

I smirked.

The call ended. Perfect timing.

Nic pulled out and flipped me over, bending me on all fours. He spanked my ass, then slid back inside, pounding into me.

He filled me with his cum.

I stayed bent over, letting every drop stay inside.

Smiling to myself.

If Nic finds out about the call, he'll be pissed. But I'll handle him.

Clara needed a taste of her own medicine.

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A knock came at the door.

Nic got up, wrapped a towel around his waist, and opened it.

He returned a moment later.

"Come on, let's take a bath. We've got dinner plans."

"Okay," I said, letting him scoop me up in his arms. I wrapped my arms around his neck.

I wanted to be his.

I wanted the world to know he was mine.

He knew how to pamper me, spoil me, make me feel like a queen-

From the designer shoes, the luxury bags, watches, endless shopping sprees, and now a new penthouse.

Dominic Steele is everything I want in a man.

Too bad... I'm just his secret.

And I wonder when my time will be up.

⸻

I slide the seat back for her to sit.

I know she answered Clara's call. I know she crossed the line by picking up while we were having sex - but I don't care. Besides, Clara is a pest I can't wait to weed out.

"These dishes look delicious..." she says, picking up her fork.

She looks breathtaking under the starlight - her blonde hair, blue eyes... everything about her is just alluring.

"If you want more, let me know."

"I'm not a glutton, Mr. Steele," she mutters, rolling her eyes.

"Never called you one," I say, wiping away a crumb from her lips.

In a world filled with chaos, whenever I'm with her... I find peace.

Sienna's POV

I walked hand-in-hand with Nic as we strolled quietly down the beach. My long sleeveless dress danced in the breeze. I could feel his stare - I turned to look at him.

"You're a beauty, Sienna - an art meant to be worshipped," he murmurs as we walk.

"Thank y-" I begin, when my phone chimes.

KEVIN.

"I'm sorry - I have to take this," I say, noticing the jealousy blazing in his eyes.

"Don't. Even. Dare," he growls.

"But-"

"But nothing, Sienna. If you still want that fucker to keep his job, don't pick it up. But if you want to test me... go ahead." He walks off, leaving me standing there alone.

What the actual fuck - he just showed me that side. That possessive, jealous side.

Nic, I've got you right where I need you... I smirked, walking after him.

The Resort Room

"Nic?" I call out. No answer.

I step onto the patio where the luxury jacuzzi sits. He's there - bathed in blue light, looking sinfully gorgeous. Pierced ears. Tattooed chest. Bulging muscles. Compared to him, Kevin is nothing but a pest.

I want to scream to the world to fuck off - he's mine.

I approach and slowly peel off my clothes, leaving only matching thongs.

His eyes drink me in as I lower myself into the bubbly water, hips swaying. Lust burns in his gaze like he can never get enough of me.

Reaching him, I wrap my arms around his neck and straddle him, brushing my lips against his skin.

"Are you angry at me?" I whisper in his ear.

"You're mine, Sienna. All mine. Which part of that don't you understand?" he growls, grabbing my waist and forcing me to grind against him.

"Ahh..." I moan. "Yes - I'm yours. All yours, Nic. No one else."

"Tell me Kevin is a pest, baby."

"Kevin's a pest. A nuisance," I breathe, moving my hips harder as I feel his length against me.

He crashes his mouth on my neck, then my lips - hungry, punishing... like he wants to brand me.

"Mmm..." I moan as he shifts my thong aside, pulls himself free, and slides into me.

"Ahh..." I cry out as I start riding him. Our moans fill the night air as the water splashes around us.

I ride him like a wild stallion.

Suddenly, his phone rings - Clara.

Then my phone buzzes.

"I'm going to kill you, bitch. Stay the fuck away from my man..."

- Clara

I only smirk as he rejects her call and focuses on thrusting up into me - consuming me like gasoline to flame. He moans my name like I'm a poison sent to destroy him.

The fact he ignored her... for me?

The line has definitely been crossed.

And I can't wait to rub it in her face.

Sienna – POV

I woke up in his strong arms again, smiling and feeling relieved with how last night turned out.

He didn't answer Clara's call - instead, he gave me all his attention, turned me in every position until I was sore and breathless.

"Tired?" he asked, eyes still closed, his sexy morning voice turning me on all over again.

"Yes... thanks to you," I murmured, as he pulled me closer.

He smirked. I stared at his diamond earring - that signature bad boy energy, paired with his tattoos.

Wouldn't be the worst thing in the world if he added my name to one of those tats.

"You hungry?" he asked, this time opening his eyes.

"Mmm, yes," I replied, sitting up.

My phone started ringing. Kate.

Not answering. My best friend would definitely want details - and I wasn't about to spill with Nic right here.

"What, Clara?" Nic suddenly said on the phone, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Is that all?" he muttered after a pause, staring at me like I'd done something wrong.

I already knew that bitch was on the phone dragging my name. As expected.

He ended the call, stood up, and carried me straight into the bathroom.

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Breakfast

He had my favorite dishes served - mashed potatoes, fries, pancakes, and tea.

The day had just begun, and Nic was already on king-level spoiling.

We hit a private spa, then went shopping. I bought everything I wanted - a Birkin, a new Louis Vuitton bag, a pair of Prada heels, and to top it off, the latest Van Cleef leg chain.

He told me to pick anything I wanted. Of course I didn't hold back - I didn't come here to play.

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In His Maybach

He scrolled through an article on his phone while I watched him from across the seat.

"Nic?" I called.

"What's that, sweet?" he asked, eyes flicking up to meet mine.

"You want anything?"

"Yes..."

"What is it?"

"A pink Bugatti," I said, staring deep into his grey eyes.

"That all?"

I nodded.

"Consider it done, baby," he said, pressing a kiss to my cheek.

"Wait - really?" I squealed.

"Anything for you, Sienna," he murmured, kissing my lips.

Then his phone rang. His mom.

"Hey, Mum... I'll be back soon," he said, voice suddenly serious.

I could tell the trip was about to get cut short.

"What happened?" I asked as he ended the call.

"My dad... he was rushed to the hospital. He collapsed."

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry."

"It's fine. We'll be heading back soon."

Just like that, he'd shut down again. Back into that cold, quiet shell.

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Later That Evening

I sat on my luxurious couch, Ann's head resting on my lap as we watched a movie.

But I couldn't focus. My thoughts were with Nic.

After we got back, he had his driver drop me off at my penthouse.

Then Ann called and said she was coming over for the weekend.

I'd been calling him ever since. Still no answer.

Then Kelvin called again.

"Hey, Sienna - wassup? I just saw Mr. Steele at the hospital. I was visiting my mum... Is everything okay? Did the business go well?" he asked, sounding concerned.

"Yeah. He had something urgent come up, but the meeting went fine."

"That's good to hear. Um... are you free? Maybe we could go out? Like... a date?"

I needed to clear my head.

"Yeah, sure."

"I'll text you the place!" he said, sounding like he just hit the jackpot.

"Okay," I replied, ending the call.

⸻

I walked into my closet and picked out a cargo skirt and a black crop top, paired with my favorite black heels.

I always felt elegant in heels - like I owned every room I entered.

A little makeup to complete the look.

"Where to, sissy?" Ann asked.

"Just out with a friend. I'll be back soon," I said, kissing her forehead.

"And try not to burn down my new place."

"Yes ma'am," she grinned.

Ann's always been the homely one - cooking, baking, and playing mum.

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Outside the Café

"You look good today," Kelvin said as I slid into his car parked outside a coffee shop.

"So what, I don't look good every other day?" I teased.

"No! I mean, you always look good. You're glowing today."

"Thanks," I said, as he pulled out of the lot.

He took me to a classy French restaurant - strictly French cuisine.

We placed our orders, but honestly, I had no appetite.

"You okay?" Kelvin asked, gently taking my hand.

"Yeah. Just tired from the trip."

Then I felt it - that stare.

I looked up to see a man in all black, standing in the corner with his eyes fixed on me.

And then it hit me: Dominic Steele had someone watching me.

"Shit," I muttered.

"Um, Kel - I have to go."

"Is something wrong?"

"No, I just got a text from my sister. I'll see you at the office."

I got up quickly, but before I could walk off, Kelvin pulled me into a hug - not helping at all.

"Take care of yourself, Sienna."

I smiled weakly and walked out of the restaurant - only to come face-to-face with Clara.

Great. Just my luck.

⸻

"You whore! How dare you fuck my fiancé?!" she snapped, storming toward me.

I smirked.

"Did I?" I said sweetly. "Or is he just addicted to my coochie?"

She looked around, clearly fighting the urge to slap me - but this was a public space, and she didn't have the guts.

"Stay the fuck away from Nic, or else-"

"Or else what, Clara?" I cut her off. "Maybe you should get a taste of your own medicine, bitch. No snitching now."

I brushed past her shoulder, grinning.

She hadn't seen anything yet.

I was just getting started.