SIENNA’S POV
I glared daggers behind me, through the mirror as I finished unpinning my hair.
Leo was already stretched out on the bed like he owned it.
Which, apparently, he now did.
I moved slowly, deliberately, letting the quiet thicken between us as I placed my jewelry on the dresser, each soft clink a small act of defiance.
My reflection looked composed, perhaps too composed for the storm simmering under my skin.
Why had I even married this man again? Oh yeah. I needed a foot into the Ashbourne family. And in doing so, I'd bound myself to the most irritating man ever.
I would've gone for Everett if not for the old lady and Anyta!
“When are you ready to go back to your room?” I asked calmly, as though I were discussing something trivial. As though my chest wasn’t tight with the
