Chapter 361

In her heart, Sienna thought, "Only when you’re both strong enough to stand at the very top of this world on your own will you live your lives..." Winifred stared at her in shock.

Sienna’s voice was gentle, like a warm breeze drifting into Winifred’s heart. “I’m not planning on getting married anytime soon. I’ll be here with you for a long, long time.”

Winifred finally let out a breath she’d been holding, hugging Sienna tightly.

Julian stood quietly at the doorway, listening. He lowered his eyes, then turned and headed into the kitchen to ask Lana if Winifred had any food preferences.

He could understand Sienna’s sisters. After she left, the Hart family collapsed, and the girls lost their pillar–the only one who ever truly loved them. Now that she was back, they didn’t want to lose their “sun” and were terrified that it might be taken away from them.

Winifred kept replaying the moment when Fay saved her. Something about it just didn’t sit right, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t figure out what was wrong. Restless, she got up, planning to go find Sienna.

That was when she saw Julian, dressed in real pajamas, quietly slipping into her sister’s room.

Winifred suffered, a shiver running through her as she awkwardly turned and hurried back to her own room.

Him? Winifred’s mind screamed.

“It’s the middle of the night. Just the two of them alone?" she thought, her heart pounding with unease.

Winifred’s eyes burned with fury. “What is he doing going into my sister’s room? What the hell does he want?" she fumed.

"What is he up to?” she thought, her mind racing with suspicion.

Winifred slammed her fist into her pillow in frustration. She wasn’t a child. She knew exactly what this meant. But just imagining Sienna being touched by some guy made her feel sick to her stomach.

She was seriously pissed off. “Should I just take him out myself? That would settle everything once and for all,” she thought darkly.

“No, Sienna said she likes him,” Winifred fumed, clenching her teeth.

The more she stewed over it, the angrier she got. She stomped off to the gym and started wailing on the punching bag, trying to vent all her frustration.

“What brings you here?” Sienna was still busy working at her desk.

Julian walked up behind her and gently started massaging her shoulders. “I’ve got something to handle tomorrow, so I might have to head out for a bit."

“Need me to help?” Sienna asked.

Julian gave her a soft smile. “Relax, I’m not that fragile. Sienna… We will be together forever, right?”

He bent down, resting his chin lightly on her head, his voice carrying a trace of uncertainty.

He already knew about her history with Thorn. Even though he understood that her feelings for Thorn were nothing more than a sliver of gratitude, he still couldn’t help but feel uneasy.

If she ever found out what I did to Thorn behind her back, would she end up hating me? he wondered.

Sienna turned to face him, intertwining their fingers. Their eyes met, and with her other hand, she tugged down his collar, pressing a gentle kiss to the corner of his lips.

“Yes,” she whispered.

Julian dropped to his knees, wrapped his arms around her waist, and deepened the kiss.

Sienna closed her eyes, only breaking the kiss when every last bit of air had been stolen from her lungs.

Her cheeks burned crimson. The once cool, untouchable goddess was now pulled from her pedestal, swept into the depths of desire by Julian.

Julian swallowed, completely losing any self-control he had in front of her. All he wanted was to follow his heart.

He trailed kisses down her face, his heavy breaths hot against her neck, while Sienna’s slender, pale fingers tangled in his hair.

Julian’s hand slipped beneath her white nightgown, his touch both tender and burning with longing as he drew her closer.

With one arm around her waist, he gently lifted her and laid her down on the bed.

The restraint in his deep eyes melted away as he gazed at her flushed lips, the gentle rise and fall of her chest, her scent lingering sweetly in the air.

With restraint shattered, desire was finally set free from its cage.

Julian’s gentle look transformed, turning intense and possessive in an instant.