The Wrong Woman

Daniel swiftly took off his wedding ring and removed a ring pendant from his necklace, slipping that ring onto his finger instead.

Curious, Ryan asked, "What's that?"

Feeling agitated, Daniel replied, "It's my ticket onto the ship."

"It's just a ring. What do you mean, a ticket?" Ryan looked bewildered. "Are you planning to board the ship?"

Daniel scanned the surroundings cautiously and gave Ryan a firm instruction. "Call for backup now. We need the Coast Guard and Navy to track this ship. When I signal, board with a team for a search and arrest operation."

"Who's on that ship?" Ryan was utterly baffled. He hadn't spotted Sienna or any other clues, and he couldn't fathom why Daniel was so convinced that the ship harbored something sinister.

Daniel patted him on the shoulder and simply said, "A drug lord."

Then, he quickly boarded the ship.

From the dock, Ryan watched in astonishment as Daniel breezed through security, the ring on his finger allowing him easy passage without any questions.

Trusting Daniel's instincts, Ryan didn't hesitate to call for backup immediately.

Sienna was enveloped in darkness. And the sound of chaotic footsteps drew nearer. She thought there must be several people.

Suddenly, her blindfold was removed. Narrowing her eyes against the sudden brightness, Sienna found herself in a spacious, stylish room. Two women lounged on a leather couch. It was Vivian and her friend, Alex.

Sienna recognized them from a previous encounter at a five-star restaurant, where she had intentionally spilled coffee on Vivian's evening gown, resulting in damages costing several hundred thousand dollars to the designer brand.

Scanning around the room, Sienna found four bodyguards in suits standing guard by the door.

Alex ran a hand through her shoulder-length hair and casually rested her arms on the couch. Her eyes, half-lidded and dreamy, swept over Sienna from head to toe. A faint smile spread across her face. Sienna sensed the commanding, masculine presence that Alex exuded. The intensity of desire in Alex's gaze was daunting to her. Sienna swallowed hard and shifted her focus to Vivian.

Vivian leaned softly against Alex, her gaze icy as she stared down Sienna. She was the first to break the silence. "Why aren't you saying anything? Aren't you curious or scared?"

Sienna offered a faint smile. "You captured me but didn't kill me immediately. So, there must be a reason. I'm waiting for you to explain."

Alex chuckled, clearly amused by Sienna's composure.

Visibly annoyed, Vivian snapped, "Don't you realize you're on the brink of death?"

"I do," Sienna replied.

"Yet, you remain so calm?" Vivian questioned.

"What should I do instead? Cry and scream for help? Would that change your plan to kill me? Would anyone even come to save me?" Alex burst into laughter, her eyes scrutinizing Sienna with a hint of admiration. "Daniel's woman is indeed courageous. How interesting."

Vivian's face flushed with anger, a sickly green tint coloring her jealousy, and hatred toward Sienna. With Alex showing interest in Sienna, the situation threatened to become even more complicated.

Seizing the moment, Vivian spoke sweetly and coquettishly, "Alex, she's Daniel's wife, so she must be mentally tough. Shouldn't we just kill her now for safety sake?" Alex caressed Vivian's cheek, her voice deep and husky. "And how would you suggest we do that?"NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

"Let's have some men torture her in

bed, film it, and send the video to Daniel. Then, we can inject her with drugs to get her addicted. The pain that would inflict on Daniel would be far worse than if we simply killed him."

Sienna felt a chill run down her spine, her heart pounding with fear.

Alex's laugh was chilling as she pinched Vivian's cheeks. "My dear, you truly know how to torment Daniel."

Vivian grinned triumphantly. "I

understand Daniel well. If the woman he loves is tormented and becomes a drug addict, it would devastate him. He would break down without us having to do much more."