I MISS YOU

Chapter 12

Lorenzo's POV

I stopped in my tracks and turned to look at Niko.

The nerves he had to ask me that question—but I couldn't let him see that it annoyed me.

"Are you sad about it?" I said, voice tight, holding back my anger. "She's about to be my daughter-in-law."

He looked up at me, a sly smile tugging at his lips as he nodded. "Ah… yes."

I didn't say another word. I turned and walked back to the main mansion.

Inside my office, I picked up my phone. Eighteen missed calls from Sienna.

I gave her my number yesterday, told her to call if anything was wrong. Why the hell did she call me that many times?

I dialed her number.

She picked up on the first ring.

"Hi daddy!" she beamed on the other end, her voice playful. Such a naughty girl, calling me 'daddy' whenever she pleased.

"How are you, Sienna?" I asked, trying to stay composed.

"I'm not fine," her voice dropped low, trembling.

My fist clenched instantly. "What happened?" I asked, my voice rough and deep.

"I miss you," she chirped again, giggling softly.

"What the fuck, Sienna. You just left here hours ago."

"Well… I just missed you. Don't you miss me?" she teased.

I cleared my throat, ignoring the question.

"Where did you tell your mum you went yesterday?" I placed the phone on the table, turning to my laptop.

"Juliet's place. I told her I slept at Juliet's house," she replied.

"Okay then. Bye," I said quickly, ready to hang up.

"Bye…" she said softly, and the line went dead.

A knock hit the door immediately after.

"Come in," I said, eyes still on the screen, expecting Niko to return with the search results.

"Where's it?" I asked, fingers still dancing over the keyboard.

"I'm here," a sweet voice answered.

My head snapped up from the laptop, and my eyes locked on her.

Sienna.

Wearing a black crop top and tiny shorts, her thighs fully exposed, her boobs slightly peeking through the fabric. My jaw tightened.

"Loren!" she squealed, walking toward me.

Heat exploded inside me—not just lust, but rage. Not at her—but at the thought of anyone else seeing what belonged to me.

"Sienna, what are you wearing?"

She stopped in her tracks, glancing down at her outfit.

"That's too revealing. How many people stared at you before you got here?" I snapped before she reached me.

She lowered her head, chewing her lip.

"I'm sorry," she muttered.

Shit. Such a respectful girl.

"Come here," I said, softening slightly. "I'm not scolding you. I'm just angry that people would've stared at what's mine."

I pulled her onto my lap, and the second her weight pressed down on me, my cock twitched—impatient and raging.

"Really?" she asked, looking up. "I thought you were angry."

"When did you come?" I asked, trying to ignore the heat pulsing through my pants.

"Just now. I didn't see anyone, so I figured they were all in the center room."

"Yes, they are. Your dad… Noah… went out," I replied, shifting beneath her as my cock throbbed harder. But I needed to finish what I was doing.

Then it hit me.

The wedding.

Their wedding was supposed to be tomorrow. My stomach twisted. There was no way I could let that happen.

"Hmm… Sienna, should we postpone your wedding?" I asked.

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Sienna's POV

"Yes," I replied instantly. Honestly, that was the reason I came here. I couldn't go through with marrying Noah. Not now. Not ever.

"Why did you answer so quickly? Were you expecting me to ask?" he asked, eyes still fixed on the keyboard.

"No…" I smiled awkwardly.

His hands flew across the keys, his breath fanning against my neck. Every exhale sent goosebumps across my skin. My eyes locked on his lips as they moved, so sexy, so close. My thighs clenched.

I wanted to kiss him again.

Would he see me as desperate?

His groin pressed against me, hard and pulsing. I inhaled shakily, trying not to look too needy, but my body was already screaming for him.

His fingers kept clicking away, but I couldn't hold back. I rubbed myself tightly against him, and his cock twitched under me. My insides jumped at the feeling.

"Sienna, what are you doing?" he groaned, breath hot against my ear.

"Hmm… nothing," I whispered, sliding my hand under his shirt, stroking his chest lightly.

His hands stopped. My lips curled into a smile.

He grabbed me suddenly, spreading my legs as I straddled him, one on each side. His lips crashed into mine, tongue sliding deep inside as I moaned into his mouth. My back arched as his cock jerked again beneath my soaked panties.

I reached for his zipper, pulling it down, my fingers wrapping around his thick, hard cock.

He groaned against my lips, and I ran my fingers through his hair with my other hand. I stroked him slow and steady, feeling him grow harder and hotter with every second.

His hand slipped under my top, shifting my bra up to cup my breast. He squeezed gently, and my whole body shivered. Our mouths moved hungrily, hands desperate on each other.

He hissed and moved his mouth from my lips to my nipple, biting it lightly.

"Ah—fuck!" I gasped, body trembling.

I let go of his dick for a second to press his head to my chest, but he pulled my hand back to his cock, guiding it to keep stroking him.

My brain melted.

I couldn't think of anything but the man under me, the fire between us, the way his cock pulsed in my hand.

"Lor…" I gasped again when he bit down harder on my nipple. The pleasure drowned everything else.

I stroked him faster, my hand moving with wild need, my pussy aching and soaked beneath my clothes. I slid his cock against my center, rubbing it through the thin fabric, desperate for friction.

"Yes…" I moaned breathlessly.

He raised his mouth from my left nipple and latched onto the right. My body bucked in response.

Heat boiled in my chest, head, everywhere.

"Faster… Sienna," he moaned, his voice rough with pleasure as I kept working him with my hand.

"Don," my father's voice echoed from outside the door.

My body froze—but only for a second.

I kept stroking him, even harder.

"Sienna, your dad…" he muttered, lifting his mouth from my breast.

I yanked his head back down

. "You can tell him to come back later," I whispered, flashing my most seductive smile.

But it didn't work.

"Enter," he called out with a smirk on his lips.