His Ruthless Redemption (Isabella and Dominic) novel Chapter 7

Isabella’s POV

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Even though I had clearly heard Dominic’s words, I pretended not to. Instead, I focused on gathering my files before making my way towards the exit. I moved quickly, my heels tapping briskly against the polished floor, every step an attempt to outrun the storm I knew was behind me.

I didn’t make it three feet out the door.

A strong hand closed around my wrist. His hold wasn’t tight, but firm enough to stop me in my tracks.

“Not so fast.”

I inhaled sharply, composing my expression before turning to face him. Dominic stood close enough that I could see the shadow of stubble along his jaw, close enough that his cologne, a scent I hadn’t smelled in five years, wrapped around me like an unwelcome memory.

“Let go, Dominic.”

His grip didn’t loosen, but his voice softened just slightly, though it was still edged in steel.

“You’re alive. For five years, I buried you in my head, Isabella. And you’re telling me to let go?”

I yanked my wrist free, straightening my spine.

“Yes. Because you’re making a scene in the hallway of a corporate building.”

For a moment, we just stared at each other, two people who once shared a home, a bed, a marriage, and now, only shared bitterness and ghosts.

Dominic stepped closer, lowering his voice but not the intensity.

“You disappeared. No goodbye. No note. Just an explosion and ashes. Do you have any idea what that did to me?”

I let out a sharp laugh, more bitter than amused. “You’re asking me what my disappearance did to you? You, who didn’t even want the baby I carried? You, who accused me of trying to trap you?”

Dominic’s jaw tightened, his expression flickering for just a second- Guilt? Regret? But it vanished behind the familiar mask of control before I could understand anything.

“You should have told me you survived.”

“And why would I do that?” I snapped, heat rising in my tone. “So you could tell me again how much of an inconvenience I was? How unwanted our child was?”

My words struck like a whip, and for the first time since I’d seen him again, Dominic didn’t immediately have

an answer.

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I shook my head, more disgusted by this whole incident than anything else. “Look, Dominic, this is purely business. You do your work, I’ll do mine, and that’s it,” I told him, making sure I was looking straight into his eyes as I did so so he knew how serious I was about it.

He frowned at me, but before he could say anything, the sound of footsteps approaching made us both look at the door. I stepped back quickly, reclaiming my professional composure like slipping on armor.

“We’re done talking here,” I said coolly. “There are legal teams waiting for you. I suggest you focus on the

contract.”

And before he could stop me again, I turned and walked away, leaving him standing there with my words ringing in his ears.

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Dominic’s POV

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