Page 37 of Dominant Billionaire's Irresistible Possession

"Sir, Mr. Hall is waiting for you in room number five," Matthew informed him as they walked through the lobby, heading toward the meeting. But Adrian halted mid-step when he saw a familiar figure entering the elevator.

His brow furrowed slightly, the ever-present edge of control in his demeanor sharpening.

It was Sienna’s mother.

“Matthew, what’s Mrs. Donovan doing here?” Adrian asked.

"I'll find out, sir," Matthew responded quickly, already moving toward the reception.

Just minutes later, Matthew returned with an update, his expression tinged with hesitation. "Sir, there's a family meeting in room thirty-one. Mrs. Donovan’s family is here, along with the Montgomerys."

Adrian’s jaw tightened at the mention of the Montgomery family. Just then, Adrian caught sight of Theo and Sienna entering the hotel together. They stopped in the hall, and Sienna turned to Theo with a smile, whispering something to him while adjusting his tie and brushing the wrinkles from his coat.

Adrian’s heart skipped a beat, his body stiffened with agitation. His eyes burned with a mixture of anger and jealousy as he watched them. Without a second thought, he moved quickly, following them.

"Sir, the contract today—it's important. We should—" Matthew tried to stop him.

"Cancel it. It doesn’t matter," Adrian bit out, his voice low, commanding. His focus remained solely on Sienna as he took quick, silent steps, following after her.

He reached the elevator just in time to see the doors close behind Sienna and Theo, and without a second thought, he boarded another elevator to follow them to room thirty-one.

Room thirty-one was more like a private dining hall than a hotel room. The space was wide and open, with high ceilings and tall windows that let in the glow of the city lights. A round dining table stood in the center, covered with a crisp white cloth and lined with polished cutlery, fine plates, and tall glasses that sparkled under the soft ceiling lights.

Elegant chairs were arranged neatly around the table, each one carefully placed. At the far end, waiters stood by quietly, ready to serve. Silver trays of appetizers sat untouched, and bottles of expensive wine rested in ice buckets nearby.

Sienna sat next to her mother, Pamela, a woman whose air of meticulous perfection seemed to match the lavish surroundings. Pamela was as immaculate as ever, her neatly styled bun and expensive, tailored outfit speaking volumes of her wealth and status.

Paintings hung on the walls, soft music played in the background, and the scent of roasted meat and warm bread floated through the air.

It was a space meant for family—but it felt more like a performance.

Sienna sat beside Pamela, who took her hands in hers.

"Sienna, honey, how’s your relationship with Theo? Are you both happy?" Pamela asked with a soft smile, her gaze lingering on her daughter with concern. "I see he takes care of you so well. There were photos all over the news channels! I’m glad to see you both have such a great relationship."

Sienna’s lips curved into a smile. “He takes care of me nicely, Mom. Don’t worry. We have a great relationship.”

Pamela’s gaze shifted toward Theo, sitting across from them. She addressed him with warmth, “Theo, did you make the arrangements for the party today? You were so careful, even taking care of food allergies. That’s such a thoughtful thing.”

Theo grinned as he walked over to them, and refilled Pamela’s glass with wine. "It’s my responsibility, Mom. I want you to be comfortable and happy as much as possible when I’m around."

Adrian stood in the doorway, unseen by them, his gaze locked on the group. His jaw tightened even further, and his eyes narrowed into cold slits. His gaze flicked from Sienna to Theo, the sight of them so close sending an unmistakable surge of anger through him.

He entered the room through the other door. A divider in the middle separated four meeting tables. On one side sat Theo and Sienna’s family, and on the other side, Adrian took a seat directly across from where Sienna sat. Thanks to the divider, they didn’t know he was there or that he could hear everything.

Suddenly, Pamela grabbed Sienna by the arm and quietly pulled her out of the room. Adrian immediately stood too, wanting to follow and get a moment alone with Sienna. But just as he was about to come out of the room, Sienna’s mother stepped out and pulled Sienna aside herself.

A frown formed on Adrian’s face, and he started to back away. But his steps halted the moment he heard Pamela’s words.

Pamela leaned toward Sienna, her voice lowering. “What happened to that ex of yours? Do you still talk to him? Adrian?”

“Mom!” Sienna hissed, pulling at her arm and freeing herself. She looked around quickly to make sure no one had overheard.

As far as Sienna was concerned, she had never publicly dated Adrian. She didn’t want to deal with the ridicule that would come from being associated with him, especially since he was such a prominent figure in the country, and Sienna didn’t match his status at all. But her mother didn’t understand that.

Sienna sighed, gripping her mother’s arm. “Mom, don’t—”

“Sienna,” Pamela interrupted. “Theo is so attentive to you. He’s so helpful. Look at how he’s been helping our family business. Now that he’s growing his own business, he’s benefiting both his company and ours. He’s so polite. You and Theo are a perfect match!”

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