SIENNA'S POV
It was the worst day ever for me.
My mom's wedding with none other than Mr. Robert—Theo's father. I was going to be family with the one person I despised the most. The thought of it alone made me want to gag.
I thought it was all a joke until now. I was at the fucking wedding, smiling at guests and thanking them for coming. I hated my life so much right now that I wished I would disappear into thin air.
A few minutes ago, I had sneaked out of the wedding into a quieter area to clear my head. I needed to take a break, a breath of fresh air—I might have exploded if I hadn't left there immediately.
I exhaled sharply and took a sip of the champagne, then let out another sigh. I held the glass in place as I stared at it blankly.
Mom was getting married again.
I really had no issue with her getting married almost every six months, but this was different. She was getting married to the father of the man I hated the most.
And now what?
I have to be his stepsister?
The idea of having that kind of relationship with Theo irked me. It made me want to gag.
I downed the whole drink in one gulp and scoffed.
"This is so fucking messed up!" I chuckled bitterly.
I couldn't even think straight anymore. All I planned to do was sit here until the fucking wedding was over, then go back home.
I hadn't seen Theo the whole day, and if I was lucky, I wouldn't have to, because he was always everywhere, just like a pest. But I doubted he even attended the wedding. He always acted like a cold-hearted beast.
Things like this didn't move him, and I was sure he cared less about a crazy wedding. It was still great that he wasn't here. If he was...
"If it isn't Blake, what are you doing here?" That familiar voice cut through my thoughts and I frowned.
It was him. I went numb immediately when I heard his voice, and I had only stopped myself from turning around, staying put instead.
If I ignored him, he would probably leave.
"Don't tell me you're running away from the party." He sneered, and I let out a deep, depressing sigh.
Fuck!
How did he find me? Why wouldn't he let me be?
"How did you find me? Are you stalking me, Theo?" I retaliated angrily and impatiently. There was no other reasonable explanation for this craziness than stalking.
I wanted to be alone, and even if I wanted someone to find me here, it wasn't Theo!
He scoffed as he walked closer and stood beside me. I didn't bother to look at him and ignored him like he wasn't there.
"I sensed it—a big brother hunch."
Oh my God! What the fuck is he saying now? Is he crazy?
"Ew! What the heck, man! You are not my big brother. Stop spitting out rubbish." I warned as I almost rolled my eyes out of their sockets.
He chuckled softly. His hands slowly rested on my shoulders and I jolted in shock.
Is this guy kidding me? Why the sudden proximity?
I stared at him dangerously, giving him a death glare, but he didn't give a fuck. He had a cold, devilish grin on his face as his eyes met my gaze.
"You'll get used to it. I'm now your big brother." His words earned a soft scoff from my lips.
"Big brother, indeed!" I muttered, almost inaudibly.
"You don't need to call me big bro yet—you'll get used to it soon." He uttered nonchalantly, and I scoffed in disbelief.
How could he tease someone while acting so innocent? Who does that?
"Stop kidding around. You and I know you hate this union more than I do!" I retorted, as I forced myself away from his grip.
Our hate for one another was mutual, and I was fucking sure he didn't want me as his stepsister. He hated the idea more than I did.
"I thought you were going to do something about this fucking marriage, but I guess I was insane to actually believe someone like you." I scoffed as I eyed him before creating a few more gaps between us.
He placed his delicate fingers on my lips as his eyes roamed the surroundings suspiciously before they finally landed on me.
"Careful there, Blake. One might think I was planning to ruin a perfect marriage." He whispered softly, and I shook my head in disbelief.
I just couldn't get Theo. What was he really thinking? First, he hated the idea of our parents getting married, but now he thought it was a perfect marriage?
He had to be fucking kidding me. What was the sudden change for? What exactly was he planning?
I had no idea what was going on in his head, but I hated the thought already. The wedding was ending in a few minutes, and I was finally going to go home and get this fucking marriage out of my mind.
I really didn't care. I was going to be in my house and would never see him anymore. We could cross paths—we surely would—but I still wasn't going to see him every day.
"Just go away, Theo. I want to be alone." I refused, and just as I expected, he was adamant.
Sending him away only made him draw closer to me in calculated steps. I felt a weird feeling as my heartbeat pounded rhythmically with each step he took.
I moved backwards, but he was faster. His hand gripped my wrist and I frowned. I didn't struggle—I knew it was useless to do so. I only stared at him, confused.
"Let go of me!" I sneered, and he chuckled lightly.
He pulled me closer to himself. My eyes locked with his mischievous oceanic blue eyes, and I felt my heart do a little flip. His lips twitched into a devilish smirk as my body hit his rock-hard chest.
"You don't get to order your big brother around, okay? But I'll do you the favor and leave you to yourself, little sis." His voice was husky, sending shivers down my spine.
I knew it was crazy to think that the way those words—"little sis"—came out of his mouth sounded so fucking sexy.
I was still dumbstruck, trying to figure out when I started seeing Theo as a hot and sexy-looking man, when he slowly released his grip on me and turned to leave.
I was fucking damned! My body missed his touch, and I was fucking craving his warmth.
Why the fuck did he leave me wishing he had never left?