Sienna agreed without hesitation. "Okay."
Only then did Silas slowly lift his head, his eyes blazing as he looked at her. "Sienna, do you know what two essential ingredients a healthy relationship needs?"
Sienna was still caught up in feeling sorry for Silas, so when she heard that, she didn’t even think before asking, "What ingredients?"
Silas leaned in close by her ear, lowered his voice, and said, "First, you have to have enough money to give your wife all sorts of surprises. Second, you need a body that can satisfy your wife’s desires. The first one I’ve got covered. The second, I’m not sure yet—so we’ll need to keep working at it and finding the best ways to please you."
Hearing that, Sienna smacked him, angry. "Every conversation always cos back to this with you! Are you so kind of dog? Horny all the ti."
Silas hugged her tight, his lips hot and damp, brushing her earlobe deliberately.
"Sienna, it’s only when I see you that I get like this. Like you said earlier—we’ll both give a little. I’ll give you space and freedom, and you’ll let be free with my desires."
He rubbed against her until she felt hot all over. She squird and said, "How much more freedom do you want? You’ve never gone under three tis a day, and if I give you more, I’ll die, seriously."
"All those tis before, that was pushing you. I want sothing that cos naturally, out of feelings—a love that just happens."
Sienna nodded without hesitation. "Okay, I can agree to that. But you know, less is more. If we keep it rare, it’ll be better. From now on, once a week."
When she said that, Silas couldn’t help but laugh. "Sienna, are you treating like a beggar? Don’t you know more quantity leads to quality? The only way we’ll figure out what works for us is to keep trying—a minimum of five tis a week."
"No way. Two tis."
"Let’s split the difference—three tis a week. Deal?"
Sienna knew that was as low as Silas could possibly go.
In the past, he had to have her several tis a day.
If she pushed him too much, it might backfire.
She nodded briefly. "Fine. But you’re not allowed to sneak in any extras."
As soon as he got her to agree, Silas bent down and scooped Sienna into his arms.
His eyes shone with uncontrollable joy. "Sienna, it’s Friday. If we don’t do it today, that’s one chance wasted."
Sienna didn’t expect him to be so calculating. She quickly squird. "Silas, we still have to pick up Julian from school! Can’t we start next week?"
"Julian Prescott’s already got soone picking him up. We don’t need to go."
With that, Silas ignored her struggles, hauled her into the car, and floored the accelerator.
Less than fifteen minutes later, they arrived at Silas Prescott’s private villa.
Sienna had barely undone her seatbelt before Silas grabbed her and pulled her onto his lap.
Before she could even react, his burning kiss swept over her.
Letting go of the past, faced with Silas’s passion, it was impossible for Sienna not to feel moved.
This was the man she had loved for so many years, after all.
Instead of pushing him away like before, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back.
With her responding, Silas went wild.
He looked at Sienna, breathing heavily. "Sienna, I haven’t tasted what it’s like in the car for a long ti."
As soon as he said that, the driver’s seat slowly reclined.
Suddenly, there was a huge space opened up.
The sun set, night approached, and the busy city faded into silence.
The only sounds inside the car were their quickening breaths.
The next morning, Sienna opened her eyes and saw Silas’s handso face right in front of her.
The man was propped up on one hand, staring at her without blinking.
When she woke, Silas grinned and kissed her forehead.
"Sienna, it’s Saturday. Ti for round two this week."
He was about to pounce, but Sienna put her hand on his chest, stopping him.
She glared at him, fuming. "Silas, you already used up next week’s allotnt last night! No sneaking extras."
When she said that, Silas’s warm laugh had a mischievous edge.
"I promised you three tis a week, but I never said how many rounds each ti."
Sienna swatted him, annoyed. "Silas, if you go back to how you used to be, I’ll leave again."
Silas pinched her cheek, smiling. "I’m teasing you. Co on, get up, go freshen up—Julian has his sports day today, we have to go together."
Sienna shot up in bed, grabbed a pillow, and threw it at Silas.
"You knew it was Julian’s sports day and you still wore out last night! I promised to help him win first place."
She tried to get out of bed and go wash up, but as soon as she set foot on the floor, her legs started shaking.
When Silas saw her like that, he hurried over and hugged her from behind.
He whispered in her ear with a little laugh. "Sienna, your stamina’s not looking so great. Starting tomorrow, you’re working out with ."
Sienna glared at him. "That’s your fault."
"Okay, bla . I’ll carry you to wash up."
When they drove to the old house, Julian Prescott was already waiting in the courtyard.
As soon as he saw Sienna get out of the car, he took off toward her on his little legs.
Calling out as he ran, "Mommy! Mommy!"
Seeing Julian again, Sienna’s emotions were a whirlwind.
When she’d left, he was the one she couldn’t bear to part with.
She thought they wouldn’t see each other for a long ti, but never expected things would turn around like this.
After all the twists and turns, she was back by his side.
With Silas, it felt like a gamble, because she didn’t know if she could really lead him out of the darkness.
If she could help him be less obsessive.
But with Julian, it was pure longing—she wished she could watch him grow up every single day.
Sienna hugged Julian tight, tears sparkling in her eyes.
"Julian, Mommy missed you so much."
Julian cupped Sienna’s face with his chubby little hands, grinning. "Mommy, I’ve been listening to you! Eating my als, going to school. I’m a big boy now—does that an I can be with Mommy all the ti?"
Those words made Sienna’s heart ache a little.
She gently smoothed Julian’s cheek. "I won’t leave anymore. I’ll always be with you, Julian."
Julian clapped his little hands, excited. "Yes! I can finally be like the other kids, seeing Mommy every day! I love you so much, Mommy."
Silas walked over and wrapped both of them up in a hug. "From now on, Julian won’t just have a dad—he’ll have a mom too. The three of us, never apart again."
Just then, a red sports car drove in.
Damien Prescott, dressed in black and white biker gear, got out of the car.
He staggered over to them.
He looked at Silas with a mocking grin. "You three look real close. But I wonder, if danger found you, would any of them risk saving you? Or would it be like back then? Nobody bothered to help—and you’d be screwed, hahah.
Bro, bet you still don’t know, when you got kidnapped, I never really had a fever. I faked the whole thing, just so dad wouldn’t go rescue you.
Funny how he’d rather trust my lies than believe you’d been kidnapped. Shows you ant less to him than a dog."
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