LOGINSelene's POV His lips crushed into mine again, but this time it was different. Less frantic and more deliberate. Like he wanted to memorize me piece by piece, etch me back into him with every slow drag of his mouth. I gasped softly, his tongue sliding against mine, and the sound made him groan in
Selene's POV The silence after his question stretched like a taut string between us. "Do you really have no idea of what I want?" The words still burned in the air, hovering, daring me to touch them. I stood there, my throat raw, trying to hold myself together while the ground beneath me felt su
Selene's POV I don’t mean to yell. I don’t even mean to speak.But the moment he throws that congratulation at me like a dagger dressed in politeness, something inside me just snaps. “You replaced me first,” I fire, voice cracking. “You were the one who announced your engagement to someone else. S
Dominic's POV I don’t even realize when I quickly tell Enzo to get the car ready. One moment, I’m staring at the city skyline, jaw tight, mind drowning in whiskey and memories I should’ve killed months ago. The next, we’re driving. Fast. Darkness swallows the roads ahead, headlights casting lo
Dominic's POV I always know when something is off the second Enzo walks in without being told. He knocks, but he doesn’t wait for permission. Just pushes the office door open, stiff in his movements like he’s carrying news that could alter the shape of a man. I’m seated behind my desk, sleeves r
“I have to go,” I breathed. He nodded once. “Go.” And so I did. *** When the plane landed in New York, it was like being dunked into chaos. The air was heavier, faster. My limbs ached from the weight of too many emotions carried in silence. I stepped off the terminal walkway and into Arri
Selene’s POV I barely had time to blink before Dominic stalked toward me. His footsteps were steady, calculated. Cold. And yet, something about them made my breath catch. I backed away instinctively, my heels hitting the floor with soft thuds until my back pressed against the door. “Don’t,” I sa
Selene’s POV The car ride was quiet. Dominic hadn’t said much since he pulled me out of that restaurant. His hands were still gripping the steering wheel tightly, knuckles pale from the pressure. He was angry, but trying to stay calm. He glanced at me once. “Are you going to tell me why you wen
I approached the front door. The glass was tinted too dark for normal code. Reinforced, probably. I knocked once then twice and louder. No answer. I tried the handle. Locked. “Enzo,” I whispered. “Do it.” A soft click in my earpiece. “Patching their feed. Wait for it... There. Thermal overlay on
Dominic’s POV The office was too quiet for a Monday evening. The kind of silence that made the hairs on my arms stand up. I’d been reviewing the recent files footage of the last fundraiser, half-listening to music in my ear pods, when the feeling hit me. It felt Off. Wrong and unsettling. I leane







