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Chapter Fifty-Five: Unraveling Control

作者: Hallie Hart
last update 最終更新日: 2025-07-04 18:26:32

Amelia’s POV

The elevator dinged softly, a quiet punctuation to the long day that had left me drained yet restless. I stepped into Dominic’s penthouse, the door sliding shut behind me with a muted click that somehow made the world outside feel miles away. The city buzzed faintly through the windows, but here, in this space, everything was quieter, more intimate, and impossible to ignore.

I dropped my bag by the door, my heart still thrumming from the conversation we’d shared earlier, the way his eyes had searched mine with raw honesty. Dominic Blackwood, the man who had always been the embodiment of control and cold precision, was unraveling in front of me—and somehow, I was the cause.

As I moved into the living room, I caught sight of him standing near the floor-to-ceiling windows, shoulders broad and tense, jaw clenched like he was holding back a storm. He hadn’t turned around yet, but I knew he was aware I was here. Always aware.

“Amelia.” His voice was low, almost a growl that sen
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