The Billionaire's Heir I Never Knew Was Mine

SiennaAdams’slifeisanythingbutpeaceful.She’sburdenedbydebtsthataren’thersandrunningfromapastsherefusestoface.Loveisn’tonhermind...untilsheencountersZacharySterling.Zacharyisamanshroudedinsecrets.Theonlysoftnessinhislifeishisson.Siennashouldhavebeennothingmorethanapassingstranger,someonehewouldneverrecall.Butsomethingabouthermakesitdifficultforhimtowalkaway.Siennadoesn’trealizethatZacharyistheleaderofapowerfulcompany.AndZacharydoesn’tknowthatSiennaisthewomanwhooncecarriedhischild…andthenvanishedwithoutatrace.Orperhapsheisthereasonshevanished...?Asthetruthbeginstosurface,theirpastandpresentbecomeintertwined.Feelingsgrowdeeper,secretsgrowdarker,andlovebecomesdangerous.Andthistime,walkingawaymaynolongerbeanoption.Excerpt:Forasecond,Siennajuststaredatherphoneasifithadsuddenlybecomeamagicalobject.Hermindfeltslow,likeitwaswrappedinsoftcotton,andherheadleanedslightlytoonesideassheprocessedthevoice.“Wow…wow…”shewhispered,herlipscurvingintoawide,delightedsmile.“Mr.HandsomeZach,it’syou…”Therewasabriefpause.“Yes,it’sme,”Zacharyreplied,thoughnowhistonecarriedacleartraceofconfusion.“Sienna…areyoudrunk?”“Wow,I'msurprised!Mr.Dangerous-for-my-sanity,youacceptedmycall…”shecontinuedinstead,completelyignoringhisquestion.Thenshelaughed.Itwasn’therusualquietlaugh.Itwaslight,free,andalittletooloudforsomeonesittingaloneinadarkapartment.Thesoundfilledtheroom,bouncingoffthewalls,makingherfeellikeshewasn’taloneatall.Ontheotherend,Zacharystayedsilentforamoment,clearlytryingtounderstandwhatexactlywashappening.“Sienna,”hesaidagain,morefirmlythistime,“whereareyounow?”