It was silent save for the sound of water and seagulls.
The sun was about to set and Sienna thought that this view, in the secluded part of the bay, was postcard worthy.
Unfortunately, her business here wasn't so beautiful.
The boat that Damon had gifted to her slowly set off, coasting gently across the waves.
If the bay they had been in was secluded, where they were going was practically deserted.
Unfortunately, the peaceful silence was broken by shrieking.
"How dare you!" Mrs Astor screeched, struggling against the ropes that bound her, "You don't know what you're doing."
"Actually, I do," Ria smiled sweetly, "I'm doing exactly what my boss tells me AKA my job."
"Your boss," Mrs Astor scoffed, "Tell your boss he's making a mistake."
"I believe the mistaken one is you," Sienna's voice was chilling as she stepped out onto the deck where Mrs Astor was.
