The party continued till 12 midnight, glittering chandeliers casting a warm glow over the crowd. Laughter, soft music, and the clinking of glasses filled the air, but Izzy felt detached, like she was watching from the outside.
Dominic’s voice had cut through the noise earlier, sharp and controlled. Step away from him, the way he said sent a shiver down her spine. And. she had obeyed without a word. But the sting of his dominance still lingered.
She tried to enjoy herself, circulating politely among the guests, holding a glass of wine, and nodding to familiar faces. But every time she glanced toward Dominic, her chest tightened.
He was laughing with Sienna, the woman from his trip, her red lips curved in a smile that seemed effortless, her hand lightly brushing his arm. His laughter was
