Genius Manager: I Can Make All Girls Talented!-Chapter 151 - - Sienna

The morning after Darius and Alicia's private dinner was anything but quiet.

He returned to the villa just as the sun crept above the waves, the glow of candlelight still fresh in his mind, along with the faint, lingering taste of Alicia's lips on his. They hadn't gone too far—but the heat between them had been undeniable.

And in the villa? It was boiling.

Yuna was the first to spot him. She didn't say anything, just watched him from her lounge chair near the pool, a glass of fresh juice in hand. She didn't smile. Didn't wave.

Just looked.

Emma and Avery were in the kitchen. Both stopped mid-conversation as Darius walked through. Alicia followed a few steps behind him, glowing.

It didn't take a genius to sense the growing storm.

Matt—forever on the sidelines—smirked to himself. "At this rate, I won't even need to sabotage him. They'll tear each other apart."

Darius grabbed a protein bar from the counter and unwrapped it slowly. "Morning."

Emma's tone was cool. "Busy night?"

Avery snorted. "How romantic was it, Darius? Candlelight? Soft jazz?"

Alicia answered before he could. "Actually, string quartet. And handmade desserts. Thanks for asking."

Yuna stood from her chair without a word and walked out through the back patio, doors clicking shut behind her.

Alicia took a long sip of coffee, then glanced toward Darius. "Was that too much?"

He exhaled. "You're all allowed to feel things. I'm not going to pretend this is easy."

Emma folded her arms. "Then stop acting like you're in control of everything. Because right now, it feels like you're just picking favorites."

Darius looked at each of them in turn. "You're all important to me. But I'm not going to apologize for spending time with someone when it's her night."

"And what about when it's our night?" Avery challenged. "Will she be okay being second?"

Before Darius could answer, a high-pitched tone rang through the villa. Everyone froze.

The announcement chime.

A second later, the TV in the lounge blinked to life, and Harry's overly-enthusiastic face filled the screen.

"Good morning, Island dwellers! Hope you've had a restful night—because today, things are about to change!"

No one moved.

"We've got a special challenge lined up for everyone today... but before that—" Harry grinned, eyes practically twinkling. "We've got something extra special in store for our favorite fan-favorite."

Emma groaned. "Oh god."

Harry's image zoomed in comically.

"DARIUS—You've been selected by public vote for a Surprise Celebrity Date! That's right, viewers were asked to vote for a mystery guest from our Extended Island Cast to join you for a one-on-one romantic experience, and the results are in!"

The camera cut to prerecorded footage of a woman stepping out of a black SUV.

She had long legs, sleek red hair, a plunging top, and a knowing smile. freewebnσvel.cøm

Sienna.

Former model. Reality TV regular. Wildcard entry who had been eliminated in week one after a series of explosive arguments. She was beautiful. Confident. And dangerous.

The girls went completely still.

"No," Alicia muttered.

"You've got to be kidding," Emma hissed.

Yuna re-entered the room just in time to see Sienna's face flash across the screen.

Her expression darkened.

The TV returned to Harry.

"She'll be arriving shortly. Darius, please pack a bag—you'll be spending the evening off-site."

Then the screen cut to black.

—

Backstage – Production Tent

Producer Lauren leaned back in her chair, arms crossed with satisfaction.

"He doesn't know what's coming," she muttered.

Another producer nodded. "The fans loved Sienna. Even the hate-watchers. This'll push his dynamic with the harem to the edge."

"And if it explodes?" the intern asked.

"Even better," Lauren smirked. "We're not making a romance. We're making televised obsession."

—

That Afternoon – Villa Garden

Darius packed slowly, deliberately.

The girls followed him from room to room, each one trailing behind like shadows, watching. Measuring.

Yuna was the one who broke first.

"I don't trust her," she said, crossing her arms over her chest. "She's not here for love. She's here to be famous."

"She can try," Alicia added sharply. "But she's not part of this. She's an outsider."

"I didn't ask for this," Darius said. "But I'm not going to walk away. If I refuse, they'll twist it. Say I'm afraid. Or hiding something."

Emma leaned in. "Then make it clear. On that date. That we're the ones who matter."

"I will."

Avery stepped closer, brushing her fingers over his shoulder. "And don't enjoy it too much."

He grabbed her wrist gently. "I won't."

When the van pulled up, the girls stood in a loose semi-circle, watching like lions watching their prey get led away.

Yuna whispered, just as he stepped inside: "If she tries to touch you, don't be nice."

He gave her a faint smile. "I'm never nice to snakes."

The van door slid shut.

—

Later That Evening – Coastal Cliffside Resort

The location was beautiful. A private, candlelit table under hanging lanterns, the ocean wind soft and warm, casting ripples across the glowing infinity pool nearby.

Sienna sat across from him in a black dress that showed too much leg and not enough sincerity. Her smile was rehearsed. Her eyes were always checking the camera.

"Darius," she said sweetly. "I can't believe we're finally doing this."

"You almost got eliminated for starting a fire."

Sienna laughed. "It was just a little kitchen accident. Come on. Everyone knows I bring energy."

"You bring chaos," Darius replied, sipping his drink. "And attention. That's what you're here for."

She leaned in across the table. "Does that threaten you?"

"No," he said, smiling faintly. "Because I've already won."

"Oh?" she purred. "Then why are you here with me?"

"Because the show wanted drama."

"And they'll get it… if you're smart."

She reached forward and brushed his hand.

He didn't pull away. But he didn't return the touch.

"I'm not yours to take," he said.

Sienna tilted her head. "Everyone has a price."

"You're mistaking me for a prize."

Sienna's eyes flashed, but she covered it with a sip of wine.

"This could be good for both of us. The most talked-about couple on the show? Power. Fame. Maybe a brand deal."

"You think I care about that?"

"I think… you care about winning," she said. "And the girls you're playing house with? They're not built for this world. I am."

He stood up slowly, pushing the chair back.

"You're right," he said.

Her smile widened.

"You're built for this world," he continued. "And that's exactly why I'll never be part of yours."

He turned to the camera crew, who were already whispering nervously.

"I'm done."

"Darius—" Sienna stood, her voice sharper now.

"I have five women who fight each other for my time. And they all want something real. Not headlines. Not hashtags."

He walked off the set, pulling his mic off.

The crew scrambled after him.

—

Back at the Villa – Midnight

The van pulled up.

The girls were already waiting.

Yuna stood with her arms crossed. Alicia paced. Emma sat at the edge of the couch, tense.

As Darius walked through the door, the silence was unbearable.

They stared at him, watching.

He raised his hands. "Nothing happened. I walked out."

No one moved.

Then Yuna strode forward and kissed him. Hard.

"Good," she whispered against his lips.

Emma was next, pulling him into a deep hug.

Avery followed with a kiss to his cheek.

Even Alicia, stubborn and quiet, finally gave him a small nod before reaching for his hand.

They pulled him toward the center of the room, each one claiming their space beside him. Touches. Hands. Knees brushing his. Heat radiating in waves.

Matt watched from the hallway. Forgotten. Irrelevant.

Darius let out a breath, surrounded by the possessive warmth of the women who mattered.

And outside, the cameras zoomed in.

Inside the control room, Producer Lauren cursed under her breath.

"He turned her down?"

An assistant nodded. "Said he walked out."

Lauren leaned back, frustrated.

"Fine. If he won't play the game... we'll change the game."