littlemissswriiter
When Sienna Elizabeth Raye returned, her mother rejoiced, her sisters sighed, and Gotham barely noticed. She was, after all, just another fallen socialite with a family name that no longer carried weight. But Sienna had never cared for what Gotham thought of her. She would not bow, would not flatter, and would not pretend to love men who mistook arrogance for charm. Her misfortune, perhaps, was that fate had other plans that involved a man as secretive as the city itself.