Chapter 15

DANTE

My brother watched me, his eyes locking with mine.

I couldn’t refuse him, even now.

After everything.

“You better come in.”

Dominic grunted, following me into the gym with a look of surprise.

“You work here?”

“I had to work somewhere, brother.”

Dominic sighed, pushing his hands through his hair.

“I’m sorry.”

I lifted an eyebrow at him, crossing my arms over my chest.

“You’re sorry?”

“That’s what I said.”

I stared at him, flicking the lights off as I nodded to the stairs to my apartment.

Dominic followed me, turning his nose up with distaste when he saw my living space.

I poured a whiskey, offering the bottle to him as he sank into the chair in front of him.

“Don’t I get a tumbler?” He took a swig from the bottle, slamming it back down as he stared at me.

“I drink whiskey alone,” I shrugged.

“I want you to come back.”

I drained my