Page 39 of Dominant Billionaire's Irresistible Possession

"There are so many things in the past you had to face alone because I wasn't there for you. And all the things I did to you—those mistakes—I’ll never forget them. I’m sorry, Sienna. I need you to know that. No matter how you treat me from now on, I will take it all. I’ll take everything. I just want to be around you again.”

Sienna’s heart stopped.

The Adrian she knew never showed emotion, never apologized. His entire world had always revolved around power, control, and business. But now, it felt like his whole life depended on her.

For a moment, his tense expression softened slightly, his worry lines deepening. Overcome, he leaned in, his lips inches from hers, ready to kiss her.

She arched up, her lips meeting his and she kissed him.

He slid his arms around her, pulling her flush against him, and this time his kiss was hungry, pressing harder, deeper, like he meant to make up for every lonely night he’d spent without her.

Sienna’s hands flew into his hair, tugging him as she met him mouth to mouth. Her knees went weak when his tongue slipped past her lips, warm and demanding, exploring every corner of her mouth. She wrapped her arms around his neck, sinking her fingers into the nape of his shirt, as he rocked his hips against hers, pressing her body into his with a heat that made her pulse race.

Adrian’s mouth moved to her neck, hot and hungry, his lips dragging along her skin as if he needed to taste every inch of her. His tongue flicked out, slow and wet, tracing the curve of her throat before finding that sensitive spot just below her ear. He sucked on it, harder this time, like he wanted to leave a mark—something to remind her she was his.

Sienna gasped, her fingers fisting in the front of his shirt, nails digging in as her head fell back to give him more. The sound that escaped her was half moan, half breath, her whole body reacting to the heat of his mouth.

He licked a slow, teasing line up the column of her neck, then dragged his mouth up to her ear. His breath was hot, ragged. He caught her earlobe between his teeth and tugged gently, sucking it into his mouth before murmuring her name—low, rough, and possessive—right against it.

The sound of it made her shiver, her knees weak, her chest pressed tight to his. She could feel his heartbeat pounding just as hard as hers, like they were one breath away from falling apart again.

Her body pressed tighter into his, heart racing as his hands roamed down her back, pulling her even closer. Their kiss had turned messy, breathless—nothing gentle left in it. It was all heat and need, the kind of kiss that made her toes curl and thoughts disappear.

They moved together in a rhythm that felt both desperate and perfect, lips and tongues and hands all working in sync. Her breath came in short gasps between kisses, the scrape of his stubble against her skin sending little jolts of electricity down her spine. Every time he pulled back just long enough to look at her, his eyes were dark and intense, like he couldn’t believe she was really there.

Just as Sienna was about to lose herself completely, the sound of Pamela’s voice echoed from outside, followed by the sound of footsteps.

“Sienna?”

They both froze, lips still against each other, breathing still ragged, the world crashing back around them.

“Sienna?”

The sound of Pamela’s voice echoed from outside, followed by the sound of footsteps.

"Shit!" Sienna hissed. In a panic, she grabbed Adrian and quickly shoved him behind the bathroom door to hide. She rushed to open the door, but it was too late, Pamela was already standing at the entrance, eyebrows furrowed.

"What have you been doing? You took so long to come out. Are you alright?" Pamela asked, eyeing her closely.

Sienna quickly composed herself, offering a forced smile. "Yes, I was just touching up my makeup. I'm fine, Mom. Let’s go."

They began to walk, but Pamela grabbed her arm, stopping her in her tracks. "Sienna," she said, pulling her toward the wall. "It’s been two years since you got married. When are you planning to have a baby?"

Behind the door, Adrian froze. His entire body went rigid, muscles locking, breath catching. His fist lifted to his mouth as his jaw clenched in anxiety.

“Mom, don’t start,” Sienna said sharply, trying to brush past her.

But Pamela held her back.

"I can’t talk to you about these things in front of your in-laws, Sienna. Talk to me. What’s going on? Theo is a good man, and he won’t say anything to you, but you’re his wife. You need to think about these things. Have you two started trying for kids yet?"

"I don’t want to talk about this, Mom. Stop!" Sienna’s voice was shaking with frustration.

Pamela's worry deepened. "Tell me, how often do you two... you know... How many times a week? Is it every day, or less?"

“Jesus Christ, Mom!” Sienna hissed, shrugging Pamela’s hand off her shoulder. Catching her glare, she snapped just to shut her up. “Fine! We do it every day. Happy now?”

Behind the door, Adrian froze.

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