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Fuck, suddenly I felt like the heat was on full blast and I had the fires of hell licking at my skin because all I could think about was the two of us in that confession booth, her pussy grinding against me. The way her lips parted when she orgasmed. The way she kissed me.

I tugged at my collar, gripping the steering wheel with my other hand.

Nothing was going how I planned.

I wanted to punish Sienna; I ended up coddling her. I wanted to gag her and fuck her; I let her fuck me. I wanted a confession of all her sins; she ended up hearing mine.

My fingers drummed against the steering wheel.

“Something wrong?” Sienna asked, her gaze brushing my cheek as she watched me curiously.

Wonderful! I was all rattled and she was calm.

“I have to fly to New York,” I finally said.

Sienna tensed, her fingers fidgeting suddenly. She stared at me with wide eyes, searching for something, although I didn’t know what.

“No,” she rasped, shaking her head.

Okay, I was glad the tables had turned, but I wasn’t sure what drove it.

“No what?” I asked slowly. She didn’t answer, and I asked, sarcasm lacing my tone, “Will you miss me?”

I wasn’t fool enough to think she didn’t want to be separated from me, and her answer confirmed it.

“No.”

I hardened my gaze. “Then what the fuck is the matter?”

She coughed, then fidgeted some more, then turned her head and looked at me under those thick lashes.

“If you hurt him, I’ll never forgive you.”

Her words were quick and thick, and I knew exactly who she was talking about. It was her best friend, Kai, who took her virginity. Fuck if it didn’t make me want to kill him twice. She certainly didn’t worry about hurting me when she stabbed me in the back and handed me to the FBI.

Goddammit, when did I start being so sensitive?

Coming to a halt at the gate of the castle, I waited for it to open and dropped my head against the headrest, closing my eyes.

Damn this woman and all this mush she was bringing up in me.

“Tyran… please.”

“Don’t fuck with me today, Sienna.”

She cleared her throat and I opened my eyes, finding her breathing hard.

“Please…” She caught her bottom lip with her front teeth. “I’ll do anything you want.”

I scowled. “You’ll do anything I want anyhow.”

“Don’t be so certain.” She glared at me with surprising venom. “Maybe you’ll get anything you want, but if you kill Kai… you’ll have to take it by force.”

She swallowed, her eyes glistening.

I forced myself to look unbothered, but my blood was ringing in my ears and my chest was constricting painfully.

What was it with her that made me so fucking weak?