Chapter 9. Four Wives

Sienna-Rose approached Olivia, gently wrapping her arms around her wife's waist. Olivia jumped slightly, unaccustomed to the tender attention. "I asked Haley to assist you with the estate management, not to take it over," Sienna-Rose reassured her. "Please don't be upset. I sensed you might want to focus more on the winery."

"You're okay with my interest in the winery?" Olivia gasped, her surprise evident. "And yes, Haley can learn from me. Why not Claire?"

"Claire loves singing; she might want to return to the stage someday. Besides, you and Haley have a stronger foundation in estate management since you both studied it from a young age, right?" Sienna-Rose inquired, her eyes sparkling with understanding.

"Yes, but are you really sure about the winery?" Olivia pressed, concern flickering across her features.

"Oh darling, I'm quite serious. I'll have Simmons fetch you all to the winery this afternoon," Sienna-Rose declared, planting a soft kiss on Olivia's lips.

Olivia melted into the kiss, wrapping her arms around Sienna-Rose's neck. "Okay," she breathed, her heart racing. "Have a wonderful day, my wife."

With a warm smile lingering on her lips, Sienna-Rose strolled through the estate in search of Sophia. She soon found her wandering the garden, entranced by the flowers' vibrant colors, allowing the breakfast in her stomach to be digested.

"Sophia," Sienna-Rose called softly, and Sophia turned her head, her shyness evident as she caught sight of the charming woman drawing closer.

"Yes, wife," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

"I'll be heading to the mine next week, once I finish everything here at the estate. This time, I won't return until I've found your parents' remains," Sienna-Rose said, her tone resolute.

Sophia's face paled as horror washed over her. She had already lost her parents in the cave to the monster that lurked within. The thought of Sienna-Rose facing that same danger sent chills down her spine. "No, no! You can't be serious! I only said that out of anger!" she exclaimed, gripping Sienna-Rose's arms tightly. "Please, don't do it!"

"Why not? I'm strong, you know," Sienna- Rose replied with a gentle smile, gazing down into Sophia's beautiful, worried face.

"But I can't lose you too! We can't lose you! You have four wives, you know?!" Sophia's voice rose in desperation.

Sienna-Rose felt such mixed feelings at Sophia's words, a smile breaking across her face. "Indeed, I have four wives. This isn't a dream."

"Yes! Exactly! So please, no!" Sophia pleaded, her eyes wide with fear.

"I promise to come back, truly," Sienna-Rose said, extending her pinky finger toward Sophia.

"What's that for?" Sophia asked, confusion furrowing her brow.

"This is a pinky promise, a symbol of a sincere promise. I promise to return, intact," Sienna-Rose explained, her gaze steady.

Sophia hesitated but ultimately linked her pinky with Sienna-Rose's. "You'll go down to hell if you break your promise."

"Don't worry; I'm not going to die before I have a child with you," Sienna-Rose said, a playful smile dancing on her lips. She envisioned a future where they could have children together, just as the game allowed.

"O-okay," Sophia stammered, her face flushing a deep crimson.

"Now, I need to take care of a few things first. I'll have Simmons take you and the others to the winery this afternoon. Just wait and see; don't ask any questions yet," Sienna-Rose instructed, leaning in to place a lingering kiss on Sophia's cheek before she departed.

As Sienna-Rose strolled through the garden on her way back to the estate, her gaze was drawn to Claire, who sat at a small table by the river, engrossed in a book. The sunlight danced across the water, framing her figure in a way that made Sienna-Rose think, Damn, she looks like a painting. A wave of gratitude washed over her for the simple beauty of this world.

Suddenly, Claire seemed to sense her presence, looking up in surprise as Sienna-Rose approached silently. "Where are your maids?" she asked, her voice tinged with curiosity.

"Wife!" Claire exclaimed, her book slipping from her grasp. Sienna-Rose quickly caught it before it could hit the ground. "Oh, they're getting tea and more books for me," she added, her cheeks flushing slightly.

It was uncommon for Sienna-Rose to be so close during the early hours; she was usually busy with her duties and didn't return until well into the evening.

"I see them coming," Sienna-Rose replied, her tone warm. "But I wanted to let you know that you don't need to hide what you want to do. If you feel like singing, then sing freely. And I'll have Simmons fetch you this afternoon to take you to the winery."

"O-okay," Claire stammered, her heart racing as she felt Sienna-Rose's delicate fingers gently lift her chin.

Sienna-Rose pulled Claire's face toward her, allowing their eyes to meet. Claire was captivated by the perfect beauty of her wife, especially the way her green eyes sparkled like emerald crystals. "Then I'll be going out now. See you in the afternoon," Sienna-Rose murmured before leaning in to capture Claire's lips in a tender, wholesome kiss.

Nearby, the two maids' faces turned a bright shade of red at the sight of their master kissing one of her wives. Sienna-Rose glanced at them, her smile radiant, before she turned and made her way back to the house.

She needed to inform Simmons and grab her red four-wheeler before setting off on her mission for the day: testing her magical powers to create an entirely new wine.

As Sienna-Rose stepped into her estate, a wave of anticipation washed over her. Just as she was about to head out the back door to retrieve her red four-wheeler, she caught sight of Haley emerging from the kitchen.

"Haley?" Sienna-Rose called out, her heart fluttering at the sight of her.

"Oh, you're here!" Haley exclaimed, her face lighting up with a bright smile as she approached, a small bag in her hands.

In that moment, Sienna-Rose felt a rush of emotions. It was as if she were committing a delightful sort of sin, surrounded by the morning magic of her four stunning wives, each radiating their own unique charm. She instinctively touched her chest, excitement bubbling within her, threatening to spill over. "I could scream with joy," she thought to herself, overwhelmed by the love that filled her life.

"Here," Haley said, extending the bag toward her. "I made you some food for lunch. I know you're busy, but don't forget to eat."

"Oh Lord," Sienna-Rose murmured, biting her lip as she felt a surge of warmth flood her heart. "Thank you, sweetheart." She took Haley's hand, bringing it to her lips for a soft kiss, savoring the connection between them.

"No kiss for me?" Haley asked, her voice barely above a whisper, so soft that it was almost inaudible.

"Oh my God, she's so incredibly cute!" Sienna-Rose screamed internally, her heart racing at Haley's sweet demeanor. Without a second thought, she pulled Haley closer and captured her lips in a kiss.

What began as an awkward meeting of mouths quickly transformed into something sweet and passionate. Sienna-Rose felt the world around them fade away as they melted into the moment. "Thank you for the lunch," she said breathlessly when they finally pulled apart. "And Simmons will take you to the winery in the afternoon."

"Okay," Haley replied, her cheeks flushed as she touched her lips, still tingling from the kiss. "Be careful, wife."

"I always am," Sienna-Rose replied with a playful wink, her heart swelling with affection.

As Sienna-Rose made her way to the back of the estate, Simmons trailing behind her, a loyal presence that grounded her thoughts. "Oh, having four wives is truly the right choice," she murmured to herself, the weight of her happiness settling comfortably on her shoulders.

"Are you considering a fifth, my lord?" Simmons inquired, his tone both curious and respectful.

"Even if I could, I wouldn't. Four is already more than I can handle, I think," Sienna-Rose replied with a soft chuckle, shaking her head at the thought. "Anyway, make sure to get the four of them to the winery as soon as I send the word to you later this afternoon."

"Yes, my lord," Simmons acknowledged, his pen poised to take notes.

"And let's start hiring more guards. I want a personal guard assigned to each of my wives. Please convey that to the captain of the guards," she instructed, her voice steady and authoritative.

"Right away, my lord," Simmons responded, jotting down her commands with diligence.

"Haley will assist Olivia in managing her workload. Check with Olivia to see if she's comfortable working with Haley in the same room. If not, arrange a separate workspace for Haley," Sienna-Rose continued, her mind racing with the details of her household. "Also, we need to get someone to repair the third floor. I'll be welcoming Olivia's son into the estate soon, and if he wishes, I plan to officially adopt him. He's twelve," she explained, watching as Simmons dutifully noted each point.

"Yes, my lord," he affirmed, his expression serious as he absorbed the information.

Sienna-Rose paused, taking a moment to relish the responsibilities and joys of her life. "That's all for today. You can leave me now," she said. With a nod, Simmons stepped back, allowing Sienna-Rose to walk out into the fresh air, ready to embrace the day ahead.