Chapter 26: Kiss
(Caroline's POV)
I stared at the man standing under the crystal chandelier. I hated that I had to admit it, even to myself—Dominic Ashford possessed a suffocating kind of charm. He stood there like a flawless Greek sculpture, tall, cold, and impeccable from every angle. The lighting cast sharp shadows across his jawline, highlighting the ruthless beauty I used to worship.
Once, seeing him would make my heart skip a beat. I used to think he was the only god in my universe. But now? Seeing him again after days of silence, my heart didn't flutter. It hammered against my ribs in panic. I just wanted to run.
I glanced at Eleanor. She was fiddling with her napkin, avoiding my gaze. Of course. This was a setup. She had summoned me here for dinner solely to orchestrate thi
