(Amber's POV)
I stepped into Dominic's office, my second time visiting this space. The first time had been months ago when, provoked by Ethan's taunts, I'd impulsively asked Dominic if he needed a Luna.
Now, I took my time absorbing the details I'd previously overlooked. The office was massive, easily three times the size of my photography studio.
Plush leather chairs faced a desk of polished dark wood. A handmade carpet with moonstone inlays covered the floor, its black and gold pattern subtly incorporating the Blackwood Pack colors.
Floor-to-ceiling windows offered a panoramic view of Silvercrest City that would make any photographer drool. The morning sunlight streamed through, highlighting the elegant furnishings that screamed power and wealth.
Dominic closed the door behind me with a soft click. When our eyes met, his blue irises flashed with subtle Alpha authority that made my heart race.
"Did you bring me lunch?" he asked, his deep voice sending a shiver down my spine.
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