HIS TO HUNT 🌹❤️‍🔥

HIS TO HUNT 🌹❤️‍🔥

CHAPTER 1 ❤️‍🔥

Sienna got out of bed, lazily grabbing her phone. She looked at the screen to find a thousand Instagram notifications. Tapping on them, she found the most shocking news of the moment:

POST: { Jordan Max weds Carolina Hutch }

A light scoff escaped her lips, "oh really now, Jordan?"

A call came through.

"Yeah," she said in her most relaxed tone.

"Sienna, I promise I knew nothing about this," Linda said from the other end of the line.

"Where's the venue of the wedding?" she asked instead.

"Wh-what?"

"Venue."

"Clinton's hotel," pause, "you're really not going there, are y--" but before Linda could complete her statement, the call got hung up.

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"Here comes the bride," someone announced.

Jordan turned to the entrance where Carolina walked down the aisle hand in hand with her father, Doctor Hutch.

He smiled at her as she smiled back.

🗣️ "They look perfect together."

🗣️ "Talk about a match made in heaven."

🗣️ "Jeez, that wedding dress glimmers, it must've cost a fortune."

Carolina got to the position beside Jordan just beside the priest.

"You look so beautiful," Jordan whispered to her.

Carolina blushed lightly, "you look handsome too."

The priest began the normal wedding procedures as both bride and groom took their vows and exchanged rings.

"Before I pronounce these two man and wife, I want anyone here to speak if he or she thinks these two should not be together or forever hold their peace," the priest said.

Silence.

Everyone looked around to see if someone would speak up but no one did.

"I hereby pronounce these two man and --" the priest was saying,

"Excuse me," a voice came from the entrance.

All eyes and necks were craned towards the entrance to find a woman in a casual white T-shirt and mom jeans, twirling a car key. Her eyes were shielded by dark shades but the atmosphere around her was already speaking volumes.

Jordan's eyes expanded like butter in contact with heat. He fidgeted silently.

🗣️ "And who's that?"

🗣️ "She looks like trouble to me."

🗣️ "Can someone look really hot even when casually dressed?"

🗣️ "Such appearance reminds me of a soap opera."

"Speak up," the priest urged.

Sienna walked straight to Jordan as beads of sweat formed on his temples. "You jerk, I can see you're getting married."

"Jordan, who is she?" Carolina asked with a frown. Was someone about to put on a show and ruin this wedding? Over her dead body.

"I- I don't know her," he stammered.

"Cut the crap, Jordan," Sienna said. "I'm not here to ruin your expensive wedding. I just want my money back."

"What's she talking about?" Hutch suddenly asked.

"I think I remember her now," Jordan said. "I borrowed some money from her in the past."

"Oh, you do?" Sienna sneered.

Whispers were already arising from the congregation.

"Miss, why don't we settle this matter quietly after the wedding?" Mr. Hutch suggested. "Jordan will write a cheque for you."

Sienna looked at Jordan for a while. "Sure," pause, then a sweet smile graced her lips. "Happy married life, Jordan." She turned around and left.

Jordan exhaled slowly.

"Can we continue now?" the priest asked.

"Yes, please."

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Lively pop music boomed in the room as colorful lights swung from left to right, casting shimmery glows from corner to corner.

Sienna set down her beer mug as the bartender looked at her worriedly. She'd been here since morning, at first not drinking, constantly staring at her phone. He managed to take a peek and discovered it was a wedding party's pictures she was staring at.

Did she get dumped? Or maybe cheated on? Was that why she was drinking so much so suddenly?

"Miss..." he spoke up as he poured another cup for her, "can you hand me the contact info of anyone who is available to pick you up right now?"

"Pick me up?" she repeated, half wasted. "I can go by myself."

She chugged down the remaining content of her mug and got to her feet, suddenly swaying lightly, but the bartender rushed to hold her.

"Miss, you're not fit to drive or go on your own," he said with concern. "Let me close the bar and take you."

Sienna laughed like she had lost it. "Why? Do I look like a kid to you?"

"No, I don't mean it like that. You're drunk and can't drive in this state."

"Don't worry. The cops won't get me," she said. "I'm used to it." She pushed him back and swayed her way out of the bar.

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Several loud honks brought Sienna back to reality. She lifted her body only for the sun to scream into her eyes from the windshield. Sitting up, her body ached terribly.

"Ah. How did I end up here?"

A knock was heard on the door to her car. She looked up to find a police officer.

"Holy shit," she cursed.

He knocked even more to let her know she was meant to wind down. She pressed the button as the glass slowly slid down.

"You will need to follow me to the station," he said straightly.

"Excuse me?" Sienna asked. "I'm sorry, what for?"

"For parking in the middle of the road, suspected of drunk driving and supposed accident," the cop explained quite patiently.

"Acci-what? If I caused an accident how am I still alive?" Sienna wondered.

"Get down."

"What?"

"Out of the car."

She reluctantly got down from the car only to realize she was parked in the middle of Harmony Bridge, causing a traffic jam. Shit, how the hell did this happen?

"You might want to look at your car," the cop said.

Her eyes darted to her car. The front was a total mess, it looked like a squeezed soda can. Obviously it had crashed into something, most likely another vehicle.

WTF??

How did any of this happen?

"I'm sorry, I have no idea how any of this happened," Sienna said, trying to smile to shift small favor.

"So then you were drunk while driving," the cop said quickly.

"No, I didn't say that... I-I... I sometimes lose my memories temporarily like that," she tried a stupid lie which obviously didn't work.

The cop scribbled something on a tiny piece of paper from his notepad.

"Name?" he asked.

And Sienna knew what was next. The violation fine...

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A tall man leaned against a car, dressed in a corporate style that not only suited him but accentuated his hot, manly features perfectly.

"Sir, I found out about the woman from last night. Do you want a look?" Davis asked, standing respectfully by the side, offering a file.

"Not interested," Roxanne said, remaining leaned on the car in a captivating way. "Just send the money for the damages."

"Yes, sir," Davis nodded, tapping on the screen of his tablet.

A moment later, a flashy car pulled up. Another captivating man with the aura of a criminal alighted and approached Roxanne.

"Hey, Roxy," Victor said with a playful grin.

Roxanne glared at him with a disdainful look. "It's Roxanne."

"Hey, come on man, you don't have to be so mean all the time."

"I'm not your man," Roxanne said, colder than the last statement.

Victor laughed suddenly, a wicked laugh. "So this is how you want it, huh? You think you can handle it if I'm on your neck?"

"Get lost, Victor," Roxanne said without a single jolt of emotion in him. He got up from the car and turned around to get in.

"Don't worry, Roxanne. We'll see for how long you can continue to be this smug and haughty."

Uninterested, Roxanne got into the car as Davis quickly got in and drove off.

"I'll put you in your place soon, you just wait," Victor said, staring at the speeding sports car in the distance.

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Sienna collapsed on the couch with a deep sigh. Her phone beeped. She lazily lifted it to her eye level only to find a very big surprise.

{$1,000,000 credit from the Miller's business account...}

"What?" Sienna immediately sat up. "Miller?... One million for?..." she read more only to see, "for damages."

"What damages?"

After deep thinking, she recalled her car was the only thing damaged when she wasn't really conscious.

While brushing her teeth in front of the mirror, she paused to think.

"What the hell happened last night?"

♦last night♦

Sienna ignited her car's engine and drove out of the bar. She drove very slowly, too slowly that other drivers behind were cursing.

Davis was driving at the other bend of the road when he decided to take a U-turn, only to bash into a pink Ferrari.

What the--??

But the car wasn't there before. How did it suddenly pop out of the blue?

"Are you tired of your job, Davis?" came the chilly voice from the backseat.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Miller. I can swear that car wasn't there before," Davis panicked.

"Will you go check up on the passenger or wait till something happens to them?"

Davis quickly jumped out of the car, heading to the door to Sienna's car. Her head was bent over her steering wheel.

"Ma'am," he called out but got no response. "Excuse me," he knocked on the glass but the woman didn't move an inch.

Panic was written all over him. Was she dead?

Roxanne studied Davis' expression, knowing something was wrong. He alighted the car, taking strides with precision and walking to the car.

Davis quickly moved over. "She's not moving, I've tried..." he panicked.

Roxanne stared at the woman whose face was hidden. He reached for the handle of the door and pulled it open.

Silence.

Roxanne looked closely, before turning to Davis. "Call the hospital."

"No need," came a feminine voice. The woman slowly lifted her head up, swaying slightly. "I've got my heart broken and I don't think that can be fixed in a hospital."

Roxanne exhaled. He almost thought this punk had murdered someone with his car, but the woman was only drunk.

"You're alive," Davis said as if rejoicing.

"I'm not going to die for a jerk like Jordan, trust me," her head swayed right and banged against the steering wheel.

"Ouch!" Davis said on her behalf.

"Drunk driving is wrong," Roxanne said.

Immediately, Sienna raised her head up, squinting her eyes to look up at him.

"Whoa..." she let out. "You're so handsome, like in a movie."

♣by kyarrls 🤍🦋♣