DOMINIC
Every f*****g nerve in my body twitched at the sight of her. And I had to summon all my self-control and patience to suppress the urge to get up and kill her right now.
I wouldn't put a bullet between her eyes, I had already decided that. I would rather have my fingers wound around that tiny throat, make her pay for every breath, and relish her journey to hell.
Sophia Bianco sat cross-legged in my living room, only a couple of metres away from me and smiling. Never have I been repelled by a woman as annoying as her.
I was a fool to believe her casual talks under a drunken spell last night. I only remembered seeing her face, her whiny voice blabbering something about married life until a waiter brought another round of drinks that she shamelessly downed with me. What I couldn'
