Sienna ignored Alexander's cold, intense stare. Without hesitation, she leaned in closer. Her hands lightly brushed against Sebastian's shoulders as she was about to lower herself onto his lap, claiming the space like it was hers.
But—
Before Sienna could lower herself onto Sebastian's lap, a firm hand grabbed her by the arm and yanked her back.
Lilith's grip was cold—too cold—and when Sienna turned, her breath caught in her throat.
Lilith's eyes were sharp and dark, her face unreadable but somehow far more terrifying than Sebastian's usual cold aura. The room felt heavier, as if the temperature had dropped, and Sienna swore she could feel the chill sink into her bones.
For the first time, she realized… Lilith wasn't someone to mess with.
"Miss Sienna," Lilith's voice was dangerously low. "Just remember… you're here to work."