Sienna’s POV
I placed my hand on the door passcode, my heart pounding fast, faster than it should.
I didn’t really want to do this. I loved Adrian so much.
But what choice did I have? It was my father's command. He arranged a marriage for me, with his Don’s son
Someone I had never seen in my life.
But how would Adrian react? That I was about to break up with him? Would he beg me not to leave?
“Hell with my dad,” I cursed under my breath, then punched in the passcode and stepped inside.
I didn’t even bother to call Adrian and tell him I was coming. This was the first time I’d ever shown up unannounced, but I had to sort things out and leave.
I walked toward the living room. It was unusually quiet.
It was already late… Why wasn’t he home?
Then I heard a faint noise, like someone trying to muffle a sound. It came from his room.
My breath stilled and my chest stopped moving.
“What was that sound?” I whispered, dragging my feet as I approached the door, my heartbeat thudding in my ears.
The closer I got, the stranger the noise became. It wasn’t just faint anymore. It was messy. A woman’s voice, speaking incoherently, breathy and slurred.
“A woman.”
My blood boiled, No, it shouldn't be.
Still, I walked faster. My heart was already breaking before I even touched the door.
I yanked it open, and froze.
The most disgusting shit I had ever seen in my life slammed into my face.
Adrian, my Adrian, was at the back of a blonde-haired woman, their naked bodies colliding as he thrust into her.
I couldn’t breathe, my knees buckled and my arms went numb.
My legs weakened. I wasn’t even holding anything, but my arms still dropped like something heavy had fallen from them.
They stopped the moment they saw me, but Adrian didn’t even bother to pull out. He just stayed there, inside her, like nothing was wrong. His face didn’t even look shocked or surprised, it was blanked, staring at me as if nothing was wrong.
“Adrian…” my voice cracked, my eyes burning hot. “How…could…”
“Sienna, shut it.”
He cut me off before I could even finish. His tone was cold, sharp, like he was scolding a kid which took me by suprise, I'm the victim here, why's he angry?
The blonde, still naked and shameless, turned to look at me with a face full of irritation.
“Is she your little girlfriend??” she asked with a raised disgusting brow.
Adrian stepped off the bed, wrapping a towel around his waist, and came straight toward me.
“Sienna, I’m not sorry,” he said, his voice rising. “You’re too damn naive for me. We’ve been dating for a year, and we had never had sex!”
“What?”
My voice came out in a whisper.
“You’re cheating while we’re still together, and you’re not even sorry, you don't even looked bothered!!?” I cried out, pain twisting into rage in my throat.
He stopped in front of me, bringing his face close to mine. His hand came up and gripped my chin, tilting it slightly as his breath washed over my skin. I stepped back instinctively.
He scoffed, dropped his hand, and hissed, “See you.”
“Is that an excuse, Adrian? I thought you loved me. We agreed, we agreed we wouldn’t do anything until I was ready.”
“Yeah, we agreed. And I can’t take it anymore. I need to release, Sienna. I’m a man. You should understand that. I know you’re a virgin, but don’t you get horny sometimes?”he said, leaning closer with that disgusting smirk. The way he spoke twisted my stomach. My face crumpled, and the urge to slap his face aroused in me.
I never knew Adrian could be like this.
I raised my hand to slap him, but before I could reach his face, the blonde slut who was already at his back without wearing a clothes caught my wrist.
My head whipped toward her in fury. Before she could even process what was going on my other hand slapped her straight across the face.
She gasped, wincing in pain and let go of my hand,stumbling backward.
“Sienna, what do you….”
I didn’t let him finish. I slammed my knee into his groin,
He let out a strangled grunt, doubling over and stumbling back as he clutched his middle.
“I end this relationship, you cheating bastard,” I spat into his face and stormed out.
If I stayed a second longer, I’d break down and cry hard. And I couldn’t let them see that. I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction.
Maybe this was for the best. At least now, I wouldn’t carry the guilt of breaking the heart of someone I loved.
I walked out into the night.
The streets glowed under the city lights. My mind drifted to all the memories with Adrian—how we laughed, how he held me, how I thought he was the one.
A tear slipped down my cheek.
Then another, I couldn’t hold it in anymore.
I burst into tears, walking aimlessly down the street. My shoulders shook as I sobbed.
And then… the rain began. It started slowly at first but later become heavier.
I looked up at the sky, the water soaking my face, mixing with the tears.
“I loved Adrian,” I whispered, heart cracking. “But I never knew we’d end like this.”
Why always me? Why do I have to beg just to be loved right?
I didn’t want sex yet. And because of that, I wasn’t enough?
“Whyyy!” I screamed out, my voice raw and cracked as I stood in the middle of the road, drowning in pain, ignoring the faces turned toward me.
I wiped my tears with the back of my hand and looked up again. A flashing light flickered across the street.
And just like that, a wild thought sparked in my head.
This was not the time to drown in emotions. I'm about to get married in the next few days, thanks to my annoying dad
If there was ever a time to drink, it was now, right after catching your boyfriend dick deep by down in another woman.
Maybe I’d get drunk. Maybe I’d get wasted. Hell, maybe I’d even get fucked before getting shackled to some mafia puppet.
If I was going to be sold off like property, then maybe I should break myself first. Maybe Adrian cheating was a gift, I should quite being a good girl.
I crossed the road and stepped into the chaos.
The music throbbed like a heartbeat. The lights blinked in every color. Some people were dancing like they had no shame, others were making out in the corners like it was the end of the world.
“So this is what fun looks like,” I muttered, pushing deeper into the crowd, the image of Adrian slowly dissolving from my mind.
I’d never been in a club before. Never been to a proper party. No sleepovers, no night outs.
Back in school, they teased me for being too innocent.
And they were fucking right, I was twenty-two. And still a freaking virgin.
I walked over to the bar and ordered a whiskey.
They handed me the glass, and I carried it to a dark corner where the music wasn’t as loud.
I dropped into the seat, took a sip, and let the liquor scorch its way down my throat.
It hurt somehow, it was the kind of hurt that numbed something else.
Then I saw something across me.
My stomach flipped. But not in pain this time.
There was an excitement I couldn’t explain. A heat curling under my skin.
“What’s that…”