POV: Olivia
The drive to the private airstrip felt different, quieter, like the world outside the tinted windows had faded just for us. Every second stretched, heavy with anticipation. The tension between us is thick and electrifying. Dominic’s hand never left mine, his thumb tracing slow, deliberate circles against my skin, grounding me in a way that made my heart race even faster.
“You have no idea how much you mean to me,” he said, his voice low, rough with something deeper than words. My breath caught. I turned to him, ready to respond, but he didn’t give me the chance. His lips found mine in an instant. The kiss was sudden, consuming, like he’d been holding it back for too long. I melted into him, my fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt as the world narrowed to the warmth of
