DOMINIC’S POVThe door closed softly behind her. For a moment, Dominic remained perfectly still, his hands still resting on the edge of his desk, his heartbeat being the loudest sound in the room. Her perfume lingered in the air, it was a mixture of vanilla and peach, it was perfect. It shouldn’t have affected him but it did, everything about her did even when everything in him screamed against it. He loosened his tie, unbuttoned his shirt a bit, he needed to breathe. He sat down on his chair after a while still seeing the picture of Jillian and his brother etched in his memory. Jillian’s skin against the white sheets, Gerald’s unmistakable profile bent towards her. He slammed his hand against the table, why her? Why now? Why will someone want to bring down someone who is trying her best to keep her head low, then it hit him. Of course, it was to break her, to provoke him. Dominic rose from his chair and moved to the transparent wall watching over the city like a hawk watches his prey
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