Harry’s POV
I got back to Dominic’s place late that night, moving quietly through the hallways.
I was heading toward Dominic’s office to update him about what I saw at William’s — but something caught my eye before I even got close.
Up ahead, near the guest rooms, I saw a shadow moving.
Someone was sneaking out.
I slowed my steps, staying hidden behind the hallway corner.
And then I saw him clearly.
Hank.
He was slipping out of Kira’s room, looking around carefully like he didn’t want anyone to see him.
I froze, narrowing my eyes.
What the hell are you doing, Hank?
Before I could even move, the door opened again and Kira stepped out — wearing a thin nightgown, smiling wickedly.
She grabbed Hank’s hand, pulled him back slightly, and kissed him right there in the hallway.
It was
