Dominico’s POV:
Alaric’s voice cut through the silence like a knife. “How long do you plan on spending your nights in the office, Dom? You should be sleeping with your wife. People will get suspicious.”
I gritted my teeth, trying not to let the irritation show. I didn’t need this conversation right now. “I know,” I muttered, my tone clipped. My mind flashed back to our conversation, Nyx’s reaction when I told her we’d be sharing a room. The way she had recoiled at the mere thought of us sleeping in the same bed. I felt a surge of anger at the memory and directed it at Alaric.
“I can handle it, Alaric,” I snapped. “And I’d appreciate it if you stopped meddling in my business.”
For a moment, there was a stunned silence. Alaric blinked at me, clearly taken aback. I had never told him to
