(Sienna’s POV)
I knock on the door of Arthur’s office, hesitantly.
“Enter,” his deep voice booms from the other side of the hardwood construction.
I do as instructed, holding my tongue. Goddess, he’s gorgeous
He tilts his head to the side, studying me. With slightly squinted eyes and pursed lips, after a long moment, he asks, “Do we have an appointment?”
“No,”
Arthur motions for me to have a seat, then dismisses his secretary. “What can I do for you, Sienna?”
“I want to see my son.”
He shrugs, pursing his lips, “Then…go see him. You don’t need my permission to do that.” His tone mixes mild irritation with a hint of humor. Honestly, it makes me want to slap him right across that chiseled jaw.
He smirks.
Yeah, I definitely want to slap him…
“Landon and Brianna won’t l
