DOMINIC POV
Last night’s events at the Gala left me furious. Why, though? I know she’s the collateral, but does she really think playing dumb—perhaps even sleeping with my cousin—will reduce her debt? Maybe she couldn’t get through to me, so she sought an alternative.
I glanced at the massive wall clock—it read 9:30. Despite it being the weekend, I had a meeting with my business partners. And then there’s Mum—I need to visit her today. She seems comfortable at her sister’s house, no longer insisting on being released.
Grin!
My phone interrupted my thoughts. I checked the caller ID—it was Dad. What did he want now?
“Hello, son,” he said as soon as I picked up. His voice ignited a familiar hatred within me.
“What do you want?” I cut to the chase.
“Are you alone?” he asked. Sly old foo
