Sienna hadn't reached home, and Hunter couldn't ask her to keep him informed about her whereabouts.
In this contract marriage, neither of them was answerable to the other. That was the basic clause.
He took out his phone from his jeans pocket and dialed her number that was saved by the name Menace.
It seemed to be switched off.
"Damn!" He thought for a moment and then decided to go out and look for her. But then the doorbell rang.
He opened the door and found a drunk Sienna standing there.
"Hey, sexy!" She smiled coyly and placed her finger on his rough cheek, "Still not wearing a shirt? Hmm?"
He instantly reached out to catch her when she stumbled.
"Sienna?" He whispered and looked down as she leaned her cheek against his chest. Goodness. She reeked of alcohol.
Her eyes were half closed as she took a long whiff from his chest, "You smell so nice, Hunter Levisay."
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