Ethan’s POV
Life with Dominic had become a kind of dream I never thought I’d get to live.
Our days were unhurried, filled with the quiet luxury of simple pleasures that felt decadent only because they were ours. Mornings started with sunlight spilling through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Dominic’s warm body curled around mine, and the smell of rich coffee drifting in from the kitchen. Sometimes, we stayed in bed for hours, talking about nothing and everything until the world outside seemed irrelevant.
Other mornings, he would pull me into his lap and kiss me until laughter turned into something deeper, something that left us breathless and tangled in sheets.
The penthouse had become a sanctuary. We filled it with memories of our travels, photographs of sunlit beaches in Greece, a wo
