Chapter 559
Chapter 559:
“I can explain everything, Liam,” Sienna continued, her voice gaining a frantic edge. “Skye… she tricked me! I never worked with Lucian. I just… I borrowed some money from him to pay for our wedding surprise. You know she hates me because you love me p>
The car stopped.
“Get out,” Liam said.
Sienna scrambled out. She expected the servants to be lined up, umbrellas ready. But the driveway was empty. The house looked dark, almost abandoned.
“Where is everyone?” Sienna asked, clutching Liam’s arm as he stepped out.
“Gone,” Liam said, shaking her off. “I fired them all this morning p>
“But… who will cook? Who will do my hair?” Sienna asked, bewildered.
Liam ignored her. He unlocked the massive front door and pushed it open. The foyer was stripped. The paintings were gone. The antique rugs were rolled up. Dust motes danced in the gloom.
“What happened?” Sienna gasped.
“Liquidation,” Liam said. He grabbed her wrist. His grip was bruising. “Come with me p>
He dragged her up the grand staircase. Sienna stumbled in her heels, crying out as she twisted her ankle, but Liam didn’t slow down. He pulled her down the hallway, past the guest rooms, past Beatrice’s suite, to the master bedroom at the end of the hall.
The room that had once been Skye’s, before Liam had moved her to the guest wing to make room for his “work p>
He threw the door open and shoved Sienna inside.
She fell onto the floor, scraping her knees. She looked up and gasped.
The room was a cell.
No, not a cell with bars, but something colder. The room was completely empty. The beautiful four-poster bed was gone, replaced by a single mattress on the floor with no sheets. The windows were stripped of their heavy drapes, revealing the gray, weeping sky. The window latches had been removed and the frames sealed shut with heavy-duty security bolts, turning the glass into an unbreakable barrier.
“Liam?” she whimpered, turning around.
𝘝𝖾𝘳𝗂fі𝖾𝘥 cоո𝗍𝘦𝗻𝘁 о𝗻 𝘣е.cоm
Liam stood in the doorway, filling the frame. He held up a piece of paper.
“I’ve confiscated your passport,” Liam said. “And your phone. And your credit cards. You are under my supervision, Sienna. Technically, you are free to walk out that front door whenever you want p>
Sienna’s eyes lit up with confusion. “I am p>
“But if you do,” Liam continued, his voice dropping to a whisper that was far more terrifying than a shout, “I’ll revoke your bail. The police pick you up within the hour. Or worse… Lucian finds you first. Without my protection, you are a loose end to him. A liability. Do you know what Lucian does to liabilities p>
Sienna trembled. She knew. She had seen the way Lucian looked at things he no longer needed.
“So you stay here,” Liam said. “Not because I’m forcing you, but because you have nowhere else to go. You are trapped by your own choices p>
He tossed the paper—a list of house rules—onto the floor.
“You can’t do this!” Sienna rushed him, her nails aiming for his face.
Liam caught her wrists easily. He shoved her back. She landed hard on the mattress.
“I own you, Sienna,” Liam said. “Until the trial. And the trial won’t be for a long time. My lawyers are very good at delays p>