Page 41 of Dominant Billionaire's Irresistible Possession

‘It’s New Year’s… would he remember I always loved celebrating it?’

But then she quickly shook the thought away. ‘It can’t be. And even if he remembers, he’s never been big on celebrating New Year’s. There’s nothing special to expect. I need to stop thinking like this.’

Still, her heart raced. A quiet hope she didn’t want to admit.

She stood up. ‘I should wear something nice,’ she thought.

Grabbing her bag, she moved toward the door, only to hear Theo’s voice from the couch.

“Where are you going? Work?”

Theo and Rosie were looking up at her from the couch, surprised.

“No,” she answered without thinking. “I’m going to the Blue Orchid bar.”

“I wanted to celebrate with you!” Rosie pouted. She stood up and walked over to Sienna, with Theo right behind her. “Let’s all go together! Why are you going alone?”

Sienna hesitated, her thoughts a tangled mess. She couldn’t tell them she’d be with Adrian, but it was becoming increasingly difficult to refuse them.

“Please, please, please,” Rosie begged, her face full of expectation. “I really wanted to celebrate with you. Can we go together?”

Sienna gave in, unable to resist their insistent faces. “Alright,” she sighed with a smile. “Let’s go.”

They got into the car with Theo driving. It didn’t take long to reach the bar.

As they stepped inside, Rosie suddenly stopped. “Wait! I forgot something important I had brought for Theo,” she said, bouncing on her feet.

“You two go ahead. I’ll be back in about an hour!”

“I’ll go with you. What do you need?” Theo asked, concern in his voice.

“No need.” Rosie waved her hand, flagging down a cab. “Really, I’ll be quick. You both go inside and start the New Year’s celebration. Don’t miss it.”

With that, Rosie hurried off, leaving Theo and Sienna.

Theo sighed and turned to Sienna. “Let’s go.”

The Blue Orchid bar looked like something out of a dream. Soft golden lights from the chandeliers made everything glow. Thick velvet curtains hung by the tall windows, and the air smelled of fresh orchids, expensive wine, and something warm like sandalwood.

Each table had a white silk cloth, a lit candle, and crystal glasses filled with champagne. In one corner, a small string band played soft music that filled the quiet room.

Sienna walked in with Theo beside her. Her heels made a gentle sound against the shiny marble floor. She had expected a crowd, loud laughter, and clinking glasses—it was New Year’s Eve, after all.

But the place was empty.

She blinked in surprise. Not a single guest in sight.

Then, her eyes shifted to a side table—and there he was.

Adrian.

Sitting alone, dressed in black, a glass of untouched champagne in front of him.

Her heart stopped.

For a moment, it felt like time stood still. The soft music faded in the background as her eyes locked on his.

He stood up the moment he saw her. His tall, broad frame straightened as he pushed back his chair and started walking toward her. There was a soft smile on his lips, the kind that tugged at her chest, but his eyes, those sharp eyes, burned with something far deeper.

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