The Wrong Woman

The ambiguity in the air grew thicker.

Sienna's lips throbbed, swollen from Daniel's kisses. His hands tugged at the neckline of her dress, his lips trailing down, devouring her with fervent, unrelenting passion.

Though Sienna yearned to break free, her body, weakened and trembling from his touch, betrayed her. She lacked the strength to push him away.

Unable to push away Daniel's strong frame, the thought of his indifference and lack of love for her, yet still treating her this way, stung deeply and pierced Sienna's heart like needles. Her breath hitched, her voice breaking with a sob. "Please, let me go!"

Daniel paused and buried his face in her shoulder. He panted, his breath hot and ragged against her neck.

At that moment, a voice filled with sorrow broke through the air. "I'm sorry."

As he regained his senses, he realized how harshly and irrationally he behaved, which shocked him. Because of Sienna, he had lost control.

His simple apology broke Sienna's resolve, and tears streamed down her face.

"I'm sorry, Sienna," Daniel murmured again, his voice heavy with regret. He stepped back, giving her space.

inn with tears blurring her vision. Frustrated, Daniel ran his hands through his hair. He walked

had passed, and he still couldn't let go. He felt like he was

...

wedding, Nathan took Mila

was insane, persistently trying to talk him out of it and returning his resignation letter each time. His colleague, Ryan Campbell, was

couldn't fathom why Daniel, of all people, would be resigning. He found Daniel and angrily demanded, "What's wrong with you? Why are you quitting?

"No," came Daniel's answer.

"Then why?"

want to

for years. That drug lord who almost killed you is still out there. Could you really walk away

carefully organized his unfinished cases, categorizing and summarizing them for an easy handover. "From now

decade, knew his passion and sense of honor. He couldn't understand why Daniel would give it up. Handing the files to Ryan, Daniel met his

the documents back onto the desk and said, "If you don't explain, you won't get to resign don't care what the higher-ups say; I don't

already past working hours. He pulled out

hesitated for a moment before asking, "If your mother-in-law made you choose between your