Chapter 57
ded, but I couldn’t get my mind off of it
Regres Shame Anger Want. They tangled inside me like wires sparking in the dark.
I pressed my forehead to the bar, the wood cool against my skin. The music thumped through my bones, too loud, too bright. Someone laughed nearby Luca said something I couldn’t make out. Chiara rubbed my back, telling me to breathe.
I wouldn’t feel him before I saw him even when I was drunk out of my mind.
The room seemed to narrow, like every doorway and shadow curved inward towards one point. Towards him. My spine
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low and lethal cut through the bar’s noise like a blade.
Domnic stood there, black shirt sleeves rolled up, jaw clenched, eyes dark and furious and worried. For a moment I thought
alcohol was playing tricks on me, because he didn’t look like the cold, distant man I once ran from.
He looked like something beautiful, like something dangerous.
He moved towards me and the crowd parted instinctively, like their bodies knew better even if their minds didn’t.
Time to go.” he said
“I’m not done,” I slurred, lifting my glass like proof.
Hi jor flexed “Yes, you are.”
Tad I’m not
He leaned down, breath warm against my cheek, voice quiet enough only I could hear.
“If I have to pick you up and carry you out of here, I will. Don’t test me right now.”
The threat shouldn’t have felt like protection.
But my stupid beart couldn’t tell the difference.
Luca appeared at my other side like a shield. “She doesn’t have to go with you if she doesn’t want to.”
Dominic didn’t even look at him. His eyes stayed on me. Only on me.
“Isa?” he asked voice no longer sharp, but unbearably soft
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My throat tightened I don’t know what I want
His brows pulled in, and for the first time, he looked lot
Then he finally turned to Luca, voice controlled to the point of breaking “Thank you for taking car of
with her But I’m taking her home
Luca ignored him, studying me quietly instead Ita
I swallowed hard. “It’s fine.” I said, even though nothing was fine
Dominic stepped closer, slipping an arm around me just as the world tited. The bar owayed. My legs withed and ne how naturally my leaned into his
Like muscle
word as he guided me out the door, but I could feel the storm inside him with every day
night air hit like a slap. Dominic opened the passenger door and paused, blocking me from getting m
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that a crime now?”
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My heart stuttered. “I meant it.”
His breath hitched, barely audible, but I hea
“I don’t understand,” he said, voice low
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“Get in the car.”
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At my door, he stopped.
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survive.”
The ground seemed to vanish beneath me.
I could barely breathe.
“How would you know?” I whispered.
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