The Wrong Woman

Daniel swiftly took off his wedding ring and removed a ring pendant from his necklace, slipping that ring onto his finger instead.

Curious, Ryan asked, "What's that?"

Feeling agitated, Daniel replied, "It's my ticket onto the ship."

"It's just a ring. What do you mean, a ticket?" Ryan looked bewildered. "Are you planning to board the ship?"

Daniel scanned the surroundings cautiously and gave Ryan a firm instruction. "Call for backup now. We need the Coast Guard and Navy to track this ship. When I signal, board with a team for a search and arrest operation."

"Who's on that ship?" Ryan was utterly baffled. He hadn't spotted Sienna or any other clues, and he couldn't fathom why Daniel was so convinced that the ship harbored something sinister.

Daniel patted him on the shoulder and simply said, "A drug lord."

Then, he quickly boarded the ship.

dock, Ryan watched in astonishment as Daniel breezed through security,

hesitate to call for backup

in darkness. And the sound of chaotic footsteps drew nearer. She thought there must

sudden brightness, Sienna found herself in a spacious, stylish room. Two women lounged on a leather couch. It was

recognized them from a previous encounter at a five-star restaurant, where she had intentionally spilled coffee on Vivian's evening gown, resulting in damages

four bodyguards in suits standing guard by

arms on the couch. Her eyes, half-lidded and dreamy, swept over Sienna from head to toe. A faint smile spread across her face. Sienna sensed the commanding, masculine presence that Alex exuded. The intensity of desire

icy as she stared down Sienna. She was the first to break the

"You captured me but didn't kill me immediately. So, there must be a reason. I'm waiting for you to

amused

"Don't you realize you're on the

"I do," Sienna replied.

you remain so calm?"

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