Page 53 of Pretty Plaything

Love isn’t a requirement for having some fun. I can go right back to hating Alessandro when we’re not having sex.

Chapter 27

IKEEP GLANCING ATthe drawer, even though I’m in the middle of work. But I put Sienna’s notebook in there. Her diary, or whatever the hell it is.

I shouldn’t have even taken it or kept it, but for some reason, I can’t get myself to throw it away or give it to her.

I thought that fucking Sienna would get her out of my head.

I thought it would satisfy my curiosity.

It satisfied me all right, but I want to know more about her.

I want to know what she hides behind those dark eyes, because I know she’s hiding something. Even when she’s crying out from pleasure, something lurks there.

I need to know what it is.

And her hidden little notebook just might be the thing I need to figure out all her secrets.

I glance at my laptop. The bug I slipped into Santiago’s suit jacket isn’t just a listening device; it’s a tracker too.

But it hasn’t moved at all. It’s questionable if Santiago will ever put the jacket on or go somewhere.

I have to be patient. I’ve always known this wasn’t going to be easy.

Sienna.

I groan.

After I open the drawer, I snatch the notebook. When I open the first page, a sketch of another dress greets me.

She really likes designing clothes, but I don’t think I’ve ever seen her wearing one of her designs. A few more pages are filled with sketches.

She even drew a unicorn.

I shake my head.