POV: Sofia
“Dominic?” I don’t answer. I don’t need to. Lucas leans back again, letting out a low whistle.
“You really don’t stop, do you?”
“Not when she’s winning.... Not when she looks so much happier than me.” He laughs again, shaking his head.
“You’re crazy.” “And you’re going to help me.” Silence stretches between us until he shrugs.
“You won’t be saying that if I tell you how much you stand to gain from this deal.” I told him, smirking proudly. I know just the right buttons to push to get exactly what I wanted from him.
His interest piqued immediately, and he straightened up, crossing his arms over his chest. “I’m listening.”
“I need you to return to Olivia,” I said slowly, each word deliberate. “I want you to win her back.” He laughed, a dismissive sound that echoed in the sp
