From His Captive Doll To The World's Unstoppable Queen

ry. Sienna didn't want to go, but Julian insisted. He said hidin

ck. It felt

wasn't allowed to touch. She stood by a pillar, her weight shifted to her righ

isn't the B

rned to see Eleanor Sterling, Julian's mother. She was a wom

Sienna said, keepi

n tells me you're having... episodes again. It must be exhausting for h

ful husband," Sienn

y not to embarrass him tonight. The Board

ve gin in her wake. Sienna felt the familiar tight

ng for a restroom or a quiet corner. She turned

ajar. Sienna heard a laugh. It was a lo

ld her that her jealousy was a symptom o

ing against a mahogany desk. Sophia Thorne was standing in front of him, wea

ightened Julian's tie. Her

g to recover, is

ferent-colder, sharper than the one he use

waiting in the

light, Sophia. Just k

nd was involuntary, a

d snapped to

d hobbled back down the hallway as fast as she could. Her heart wa

the crowded gallery, b

enn

of her. He was holding two glasses of sparkli

enna panted. "In the

re tonight. She's performing at the Lincoln Center. I

saw her. Red dress. You wer

iness. He pulled out his phone and tapp

r backstage. On the tiny screen, Sophia T

. It was just a shadow. Or maybe you saw a painting and your mi

was empty. Was it Tuesday? She thought it was Thursday. The days

n to spin. Th

to go home,"

her waist to support her weight. "I'll take you h

t time. Near the exit, a woman in a red dress wa

hia. It was j

ht, terror gripping her throat