Ethan’s POV
“f*****g vultures,” he snarled the second he saw me. His hands were rough as he yanked at the tie, cursing under his breath.
“They were waiting outside my office too. Asking questions, snapping pictures. Goddamn parasites.”
I set my bag down carefully, forcing my voice to stay calm. “It’s fine,” I said, though my heart was still racing. “It’ll pass soon. I promise.”
Dominic turned to me then, his eyes dark and intense. “You don’t know them like I do, Ethan. They won’t stop. They’ll dig and dig until there’s nothing left.”
“I know,” I said softly. I crossed the room and placed a hand on his chest, feeling the steady thrum of his heartbeat beneath my palm. “But we’ll get through it. Together.”
For a moment, something in his expression softened. He exhaled, the tension in hi
