Page 139 of Sienna Rossi: Beyond Shattered Trust

“I don’t need to impress her. Tonight is a party; look at you! You even decided on fucking suit pants.”

He cocks a brow. “Someone’s temper is running short tonight. Well then, I’ll see you down there.” He laughs as he leaves.

I grab my phone, about to follow him out when my attention falls on the unopened can of beer. I pick it up and shut the window.

It would have been great if he were here; Mom couldn’t be here, but he could…

I exit the room and make my way downstairs before heading out into the back garden, where the party is already in full swing, music and laughter carrying through the warm night air the moment I step outside.

Lights are strung across the entire grounds, woven through trees and draped overhead in glowing strands that cast everything in soft gold, illuminating the garden beautifully. The moon shines vividly through the cloudless sky.

Towards the far end of the garden, a large marquee has been set up, with elegant blue fabric covering rows of round tables, which are surrounded by chairs. The area is half full with guests eating, drinking, and talking over one another.

To the left, several sofa seating areas have been arranged in smaller clusters around low tables and lanterns, creating more intimate spaces away from the music, although from the loud bursts of laughter and the crowd gathered around one particular section, I’m sure Kataleya is there with the twins.

To the right, an enormous buffet stretches across several long tables covered in silver platters and trays of food, the scent of grilled meat, spices, and fresh pastries lingering in the air, while further back an entire dessert display has been arranged beneath the glowing lights, layered with cakes, chocolates, fruit towers, and enough sugary treats to make all the pups go crazy, if it hasn’t already.

Directly ahead, a large dance floor has been set up across the centre of the garden, the DJ already blasting out music at a decent volume, probably mindful of all the kids around.

“Sienna!”

I turn at the sound of Kaden’s laughter as he races across the dance floor, weaving through groups of people, and I follow him, my eyes going straight to her.

Sienna.

Everything fades into the background: the music, the conversations, and the movement around me.

None of it matters, and all I see is her.

Dark red curls spill down her back, catching the golden glow of the lights hanging above, and the cream satin dress she’s wearing clings to every inch of her body like it was designed just to torment me. The fabric skims over her curves perfectly before falling against her thighs, the slit along one leg revealing the smooth skin of her thigh every time she moves.

She turns slightly at the sound of Kaden calling for her, smiling down at him with lips that are red as sin, and my throat tightens as desire crashes through me so suddenly it almost knocks the breath from my lungs.

The dress is completely backless, and when she brushes her hair back, my attention falls on her boob that peeks out confidently from the side of her dress. One thing is fucking clear: she’s not wearing anything beneath it.

Fuck.

The lights shimmer against her skin, making her look almost unreal, and when she straightens fully, I admire her; she looks ravishing, a few pieces of gold jewellery glimmering against her skin.

Those crimson eyes are brighter beneath the lights as she laughs softly at something Kaden says. She has her glamour on, although she stuck with her red eyes this time. I am glad she has it on, because if she didn’t, I would have been ruined.

Beautiful doesn’t even come close to describing how she looks.

Because standing there, glowing beneath the night sky, a gentle smile on her face, looking like temptation, sin and everything I’ve spent months trying not to want, she looks absolutely fucking devastating.

And I’m not the only one who’s noticed because a man strides over to her.

My mood darkens as irritation rips through me, and recognition settles in.

Seth.

What the fuck is he doing here?

A Confession

Sienna

“Sienna, hey, how are you?” Seth asks, a smile on his face. “You look… amazing.”