The Wrong Woman

Daniel's Adam's apple bobbed as he searched for the right words, his voice husky and hesitant. "Sienna, if you're willing, I'll transfer all my shares from the family to you. My salary, savings from my insurance, a few properties, and some investment projects-"

But before Daniel could finish laying out his financial situation to express his sincerity, Sienna interrupted, "I appreciate your generosity, but I don't want to be kept as a mistress."

Daniel's fist tightened, silencing his words. He forced a bitter smile and lowered his head in silence.

Sienna's emotions churned within her. Drawing a deep breath, she gathered her courage and said, "Daniel, my family isn't wealthy, and I'm just a writer, struggling to earn a living through my online novels. But have my principles; I won't accept being kept."

His grip on his fist intensified, discomfort gnawing at him.

Exhaling softly, Sienna's voice lightened as she smiled gently. "I hope to find someone with shared values, to build a life together, raise a family, and live a simple life.

"Money isn't everything to me. Even when my father fell ill and we were buried in debt, I never considered selling myself or being kept. And I certainly won't now. "Thank you for your kindness, Daniel." Rising gracefully, Sienna bid her farewell. "Take care. I shall leave."

A darkness settled over Daniel's heart, mirroring his hollow eyes, heavy and oppressive. His clenched fist ached with the intensity of his emotions.

wanted her by his side. How had

first mentioned being kept. The allure of the word had blinded him to its implications, and he had eagerly grasped at

wanted to care for her, to be with her, but not in such a

sound

the coffee table with his knee. Ignoring the pain, he hurriedly moved

Daniel's cried out, "Sienna-" But he stumbled into

blindly reaching out, eyes brimming with tears,

was no response

She was gone.

in his pocket, urgency

promptly replied, "Sure, dialing Chubs'

intervened, "Siri,

the call has been