Jasmine's POV
The rain hammered against the windshield as Dominic drove through the city streets. I sat quietly, processing everything that had just happened, my dress clinging uncomfortably to my skin.
"I'm taking you to my place," Dominic said, breaking the silence. "The rain's too heavy, and it's late."
I glanced at him. "You don't have to—"
"I want to." His voice was firm but gentle. "Please don't argue with me on this."
I nodded, too exhausted to protest.
The drive took another twenty minutes, and when we finally pulled up to his mansion, my jaw nearly dropped. The place was massive, all modern architecture and soft lighting that made it look like something you'd only find on the internet.
"Come on," Dominic said, opening my door before I could reach for the handle.
Inside, t
