Standing right there was Dominic Steele. My man. The father of my child. Standing at the entrance of the hallway, his face cold as ice, his jaw tight, his eyes burning with rage.He must have just escorted his clients out of the building because two men in suits stood frozen behind him, looking as uncomfortable as I felt.But Dominic didn't care about them right now. His entire focus was on the people inside the room.The receptionist, who had been so bold seconds ago, instantly froze. The color drained from her face."I said enough," Dominic repeated, his voice even louder this time. Every word came out sharp and heavy, echoing across the room.No one dared to move. You could hear a pin drop.He started walking toward us, his expensive shoes making soft thuds against the tiled floor. His eyes scanned the room, and every person he looked at quickly dropped their gaze to the ground."Is this how you people choose to treat someone under my protection?" he asked, his voice low but danger
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