He raised his eyebrow and pursed his lips together, trying to hold his smile. "Let me guess; it will be the same restaurant where Sienna and Henry will go. And it will be just a coincidence." He gave me a knowing look, leaning back against his seat.

"How can I know if it will be the same place or not? I am not a psychic." I commented nonchalantly and shrugged my shoulders. He shook his head, amused.

"Fine, I will ask my secretary to reserve a table for us. She often takes care of reservations for dinner, lunch meetings. You will not be disappointed." He winked and gave me a sly look.

"Sure, suits me fine." I grinned devilishly.

Troy and I met in front of the restaurant and walked into the place together. I searched around, looking for Sienna and that bastard. I gritted my teeth in annoyance as I saw them talking.

"Let's sit there." I suggested, showing the table beside their table.

"You promised me to control yourself." Troy reminded firmly.

I frowned. "Your father isn't here. So I can torture that bastard as much as I want." I said between gritted teeth.

He heaved a loud sigh, shaking his head. "If you do anything bad to Henry, you will be screwed." He commented, concerned.

"Fine. I promise I will not do anything bad to your father's precious employee." I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes. "But it doesn't mean, I will let him have dinner with my girlfriend alone." I added, determined.

"It is just a dinner meeting, not a date." Troy reminded, bored.

"For Sienna, yes. For that bastard, it is the beginning of something he hopes to. But I will not let him make a move on my woman." I stated in confidence. He sighed and nodded.

"Romeo? Troy? What are you doing here?" Sienna asked, surprised as she noticed us approaching them.

"Hi, my love." I greeted her and placed a chaste kiss on her lips. I straightened, stroking her back gently, and gave Henry an arrogant look. His expression changed, and his jaw clenched. "We came to have dinner and catch up." I gave her a bright smile and stroked her cheek with the back of my finger tenderly.

She gave me a knowing look and shook her head, pursing her lips together.

"We will not hold you anymore. Romeo, let's sit there." Troy intervened and pointed to the table near the window away from their table.

I gave him a dirty look, annoyed and nodded, sighing. "How about leaving together? I have a surprise for you." I asked Sienna softly.

"Fine." She gave me her dazzling smile.

I couldn't take my eyes off them, clenching my fist, irritated. I didn't understand what was so funny in their file that they had been laughing the last few minutes.

"Romeo, will you eat your meal or not? Come on, you showed him that Sienna is your girlfriend. Don't exaggerate!" Troy exhaled loudly in annoyance.

"I don't do anything. As you asked, I am sitting here like a good boy and watching my girlfriend while some bastard flirts with her." I hissed between gritted teeth.

"Here we go again!" Troy rolled his eyes. "They are just talking about work." He added firmly.

"With happy smiles on their faces? Is he a comedian? And they read a comedy screenplay?" I mocked, giving Troy a sarcastic look.

He frowned. "Think whatever you want. You are too stubborn to listen to me." He commented angrily and sipped his red wine.

"I will see you when some bastard starts flirting with your girlfriend." I said bitterly.

His jaw tightened as sadness crossed his features. "It will never happen." He said coldly and sipped his drink, rubbing his temple.

I frowned and asked. "Did you see Olivia?"

I was sure something happened to him. At the nightclub, he acted strange as well. Something was bothering him, and I was sure it was love matters. Maybe he missed his ex-girlfriend, Olivia. However, they broke up about a year ago.

"No. I haven't seen her since we broke up. Why did you ask?" He asked, puzzled.

"Trying to figure out what your problem is." I replied honestly.

He sighed, running his hand through his hair. "I don't have any problem. And no, I still don't love Olivia. It is ancient history." He said nonchalantly. "I am fine. So there is nothing to worry about." He mumbled and took a sip from his drink, looking away absently.

I gave him an unconvinced look and stated. "Don't try to lie to me. I know you very well."

"Look, Sienna went to the restroom, and Henry asked for a bill." Troy gestured to their table with a head gesture, changing the subjects, but he couldn't fool me. However, it could wait for now.

"I will be back in a minute." I said and went after Sienna.

I was resting my hand in my pocket, leaning against the wall while waiting for Sienna to leave the restroom. A few minutes later, the door opened, and she walked out of the restroom. I straightened, giving her a smile, and approached her.

"Why are you here with Troy? And don't lie to me, I know you chose this restaurant purposely. It wasn't a coincidence." She stated, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Fine, I accept. I am here because I don't want you to be alone with him while he tries to put the moves on you." I replied confidently.

She sighed, ruffling her hair. "We are just friends, Romeo." She reminded, bored.

"You see him as a friend, but he..." I gave her a knowing look without finishing my sentence.

"Romeo..." I placed my finger on her lips, stopping her.

"Let's not argue because of that bastard." I suggested with a seductive voice and wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her closer to me. "Can we leave now if your meeting ended?" I asked, stroking her neck with the back of my finger, looking into her eyes salaciously.

She pursed her lips together, trying to hold her smile. "Yes, our meeting ended." She replied, emphasizing the word meeting.

After paying the bill, Sienna and I left the restaurant together. I was ecstatic seeing that bastard's annoyed face when he saw us leaving together.

Serves him right!

I placed my hand on her thigh while driving my car. I looked forward to arriving home; so I could make love to my girl. It didn't matter how many times we made love, I still wanted more. I was addicted to my girl. Besides, six years without sex didn't help me much.

I moved my hand up and down on her thigh softly without taking my eyes off the road.

"Romeo..." She murmured as I slid my hand under her dress, stroking her inner thigh.

"Yes, Juliet?" I asked huskily and gave her a seductive look. She gulped and bit her lower lip, making my pants uncomfortable. "Don't bite your lips. Otherwise, I cannot hold myself till we arrive home." I confessed hoarsely and moistened my lips.

She looked around and said provocatively. "The Romeo I know wouldn't wait till we arrive at the penthouse."

I raised my eyebrow and looked at her, amused. "You shouldn't have said it, love." I winked at her and turned to the right. I knew a place where we could be alone.

As soon as I parked my car, I made my car seat go back and pulled Sienna into my lap. She wrapped her arms around my neck as I smashed my lips against her alluring lips while she was sitting astride me, pressing herself against my length.

I squeezed her breast while kissing, sucking her neck. She gripped my hair while moaning. I unzipped her dress and pulled it to her waist. After getting rid of her lace bra, I started sucking her nipple while squeezing her breast, making her moan louder and louder.

She started unbuttoning my shirt while I was placing soft kisses on her neck. Then she started placing kisses on my chest, running her hand up and down along my chest. I leaned my head back, closing my eyes, enjoying her soft touches and kisses.

"Sienna..." I moaned loudly as she rested her hand on my throbbing cock.

"Yes?" She purred, giving me a seductive smile, and unbuckled my belt. Then she unzipped my pants and slid her hand under it. I groaned, closing my eyes, and gripped her hips.

"I need you, Sienna." I panted and slid my hand under her dress. In a clap, I ripped her panties off, and then, I pulled a foil out of my wallet. After putting it on my member, I wrapped my arm around her waist and lifted her up slightly. She groaned, gripping my hair, as I thrust into her. I smashed my lips against her delicious lips, gripping her hips tightly while moving in and out harder and deeper, making her moan again and again.

With every thrust, I felt her walls tightened around my cock. Her soft moans were music to my ear. There wasn't a minute when I didn't think about her when I was in England. I had dreamt about holding her in my arms, kissing her, making love to her for the last six years. Finally, separation ended. Now my girl was in my arms, and I would never stay away from her again.