Clash of Wills

Sienna's POV

I scrambled backward, retreating to the furthest edge of the cold leather examination chair. My palms grew slick with sweat under Roman's intense, dominating presence. The quiet, sterile room felt like a trap closing around my throat. I swallowed hard, desperate to maintain the lie I had spun since leaving the hotel. I dug my fingernails into my thighs and forced my trembling voice t