In the Hands of Dominic
Their fragrance drifted up as he stopped before her, his gaze tender.
“No contracts,” he said softly. “No pressure. Just me. And this love I have for you.”
She stared at him, lips parting.
A whisper.
“Say it again, please.”
He didn’t blink. “I love you.”
Her eyes glistened. “I love you too.”
He leaned forward, and under the moonlight, with the quiet city lights behind them, they kissed—deeply, meaningfully, like a vow spoken without words.
A few moments later, Duke Anderson stepped onto the balcony. His presence was calm, proud. He smiled at them, extending a hand to Dominic.
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