Chapter 183

SIENNA

The line went dead silent for a beat, and then:

“Hello again, my dearest Sienna.”

My chest locked. The voice was smooth, like honey poured over glass, sharp underneath. Silvio.

My fingers tightened around the phone. “What do you want?”

A soft chuckle slid down the line, sending ice through my veins. “Straight to the point. You sound just like him when you’re cornered. But I don’t