For the longest time, Dominic had held onto a single, comforting assumption about Vivian: he believed that despite her ruthlessness, she possessed a shred of dignity. He truly thought she understood the boundary between their past and their present, and that she would not try to meddle in his personal life.
He was dead wrong.
Over the next few days, it became painfully clear that Vivian had no intention of keeping things strictly professional. She was everywhere. Every single corridor of the corporate headquarters seemed to echo with the click of her designer heels. If Dominic walked into a high-level briefing, she was already sitting at the conference table, smoothly reviewing the slide decks. If he stepped out to grab an espresso from the executive lounge, she would magically appear, o
