Sienna DiMarco
I opened my eyes, and my heart leaped. I was so terrified of the Deveraux chasing me and taking me away that I melted into the familiar embrace. The man holding me looked different. Different hair color, a slightly different build. Same strong arms, same scent, and same tender eyes.
I saw Billy glare at him, as if he was overstepping, so I tried to maintain control of the situation. I didn't want to go back home. I didn't want to risk him being seen by Fredercik or Claire. Even when Bill had assured me they were gone, I was certain that they wouldn't be for long.
I played dumb, but I had a s**t ton of questions, and I needed answers like right f*****g now. Calmly, we walked to his new home. His arm steady, holding me, leaving me, in a way so familiar that it felt like
