The Cordova Claim

~SIENNA POV~

We walk down the grand staircase.

I feel like I'm descending into hell, but I look like I'm going to a coronation. The black silk dress Rafael chose flows around my legs like liquid ink. It is heavy, expensive, and cold against my skin.

My hand rests on his arm. I am gripping his tuxedo jacket so hard my fingers ache, but he doesn't pull away. He pulls me closer.

"You look breathtakin