"UGH..." A pained sound escaped Sienna Johnson's lips, followed by the tearing of silk. The Ao Dai she had worn for only a day was ruined, just like that.
Sienna looked at the woman on top of her and, unable to bear it any longer, asked, "Do you... do you have a penis?" Sienna was now incredibly thankful that Valeria was a woman; at least she couldn't cause her any *real* harm.
"If I had one, wouldn't you know by now?!"
It was a man's voice—a pleasant baritone. Sienna felt the voice was familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere before.
"Idiot. You couldn't even recognize me. Don't tell me that after getting involved with Uncle, you've really started to think of yourself as his woman!"
Sienna stared in disbelief at the completely unfamiliar woman before her; Deborah's face could never be superimposed onto Adrian Desmond's. "You... Adrian Desmond? Sixth Master?"
