Chapter 1 An Unforgettable Night

Sienna Ainsworth lay on a pristine white hotel bed, her slender, fair n*eck arched back. Her cheeks flushed with a rosy hue. She felt her soul was being tossed high into the air, again and again. In this lifetime, Sienna had always believed that Matthias Johanson was the only man for her. But now, she had unexpectedly found someone else, and the experience was surprisingly pleasant. The man’s skills were impressive, although his strength was overwhelming, almost as if he would shatter her. As she drifted into unconsciousness, Sienna resolved indignantly that next time, she would find someone gentler to tend to her. The next day, Sienna was awakened by a phone call. Her assistant reminded her not to forget the high tea organized by the wealthy ladies at three o’clock. Having just gone through a divorce, it was clear why those women chose this time to invite her out. Sienna glanced at the clock and realized it was already one o’clock. As she moved, the arm around her waist tightened, pulling her back into his embrace. Sienna had never before experienced such intimate physical contact, sleeping entwined with another person. It felt somewhat awkward to her. She reached out and gently pushed that muscular and well-toned arm. The memories of last night’s passionate moments returned vividly to her mind, where she felt herself lifted to the heights of ecstasy again and again, unable to restrain herself for what seemed like an eternity. Feeling a flush of heat on her face, Sienna quickly got out of bed, suppressing her discomfort. The man on the bed was still asleep, half of his face deeply buried in the pillow. All that could be seen were his thick eyebrows and prominent nose bridge. By the time she finished bathing and changed her clothes, the man had already awakened. He stood by the window, smoking, his back turned to her, with only a towel wrapped around his waist. Sienna’s gaze couldn’t help but linger on him for a while. With broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and a perky rear, he truly was the top male escort of Fantasia Club. She hastily wrote a check. “I was very satisfied with your service last night, I’ll give you a five-star review. Also, don’t smoke in front of me next time.” Upon hearing the sound of the door closing, the man finally turned around. He picked up the check, flicking it lightly. His thin l*ps curved up slightly. “Next time, huh?” Upon exiting the hotel, Kaylee Sherman, Sienna’s assistant, had already parked the car at the entrance. Upon seeing Sienna, Kaylee’s eyes nearly popped out. “Ms. Ainsworth, your n*eck…” Naturally, Sienna knew what she looked like at the moment. It was more than just her n*eck. She guessed that only her face was without the red marks. The man was undoubtedly skilled, but he was just too rough. She resolved to sternly caution him next time, forbidding him from k*ssing her so forcefully. Her skin was naturally fair, making it all too easy for marks to be left behind. “Why are you overreacting? Is the clothing ready?” Swiftly, Kaylee handed over the paper bag that was on the passenger seat. Fortunately, it was a bit cool that day, and she had prepared two silk scarves just in case. However, Sienna simply tossed the scarves aside, changed her clothes right there in the car, and skillfully applied a delicate layer of makeup. Upon donning the exquisite diamond tassel earrings, her entire aura immediately radiated an imposing presence. Kaylee noticed that Sienna was starting to get sleepy and said, “Ms. Ainsworth, perhaps you shouldn’t go. After all, those women are just waiting to see you make a fool of yourself.” Sienna closed her eyes. “Why shouldn’t I? It’s only them who can’t survive without a man. I’m going to teach them a lesson or two.” An hour later, Sienna stepped out of the car at the entrance of the club. Adorned with diamonds, her sky-high heels sparkled. The champagne-colored satin sl*p dress she wore perfectly outlined her exquisite figure. Draped over her shoulders was a haute couture black suit jacket. “Sienna? Why is she here? Didn’t she just get divorced?” “So what if she’s considered Fairlake’s top beauty? Didn’t she still get abandoned by a man? I really don’t understand what she’s so proud of.” Sienna picked up her wine glass, becoming the center of attention wherever she went. She said with a smile, “I’m in a good mood today, this meal is on me. Everyone, feel free to enjoy.” Someone intentionally chimed in, “Ms. Ainsworth, what’s the joyous occasion that has you so delighted?” Sienna laughed heartily, full of satisfaction. “Isn’t regaining freedom something worth celebrating?” A certain madam, who had been the loudest in her complaints and whose husband had several mistresses, yet still refused to divorce, was rendered speechless by Sienna’s remark. While Sienna was entertaining guests, Kaylee came over with her phone in hand. “Ms. Ainsworth, Mr. Johanson is on the phone.” Matthias asked Sienna to go home. The marriage has ended, the divorce papers are locked away in a safe, and the property has already been clearly divided. The man I hardly saw at home when we were still husband and wife is actually asking me to come back home after the divorce. How ironic! When Sienna arrived at the place they had once called home, Matthias was already there.