Sienna POV
As soon as I had returned to the penthouse, I sensed him. He had been here. His heavenly smell of juniper and cedarwood lingered in the air and my whole body came alive with pleasure and dread. Sh*t. He was here? How did he find me? My eyes scanned the apartment for any other sign of him but there was none. Apart from two tumblers of scotch on the coffee table. Two. Archer and Raiden. Oh my god. Fear rippled through me at what that meant. How that conversation would have gone. I raced into the bedroom and stumbled to a halt when I saw the demolished wardrobe door.
My mind and heart became frantic with worry and all the gut-wrenching scenarios that could have possibly occurred. I dashed back into the living area and ran my hand through my hair, searching for something…anything
