Antalya's POV
I hadn't expected Dominic to show up at the camp, and watching him walk across the courtyard was both thrilling and mortifying. Every single girl in the vicinity had stopped what they were doing to stare at him, and I could hear whispered comments floating through the air.
"Oh my god, who is that?" one girl breathed.
"He's gorgeous," another whispered. "Is he single?"
They're all drooling over him like he's some kind of celebrity, I thought with a surge of unexpected jealousy. And he knows it too.
The way Dominic carried himself - confident, powerful, completely aware of the effect he was having - made it seem like he was deliberately showing off. When his eyes found mine across the courtyard, I could see he wanted to acknowledge me, maybe even come over to me.
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