Dominic’s POV
The office was too quiet for a Monday evening. The kind of silence that made the hairs on my arms stand up. I’d been reviewing the recent files footage of the last fundraiser, half-listening to music in my ear pods, when the feeling hit me.
It felt Off. Wrong and unsettling.
I leaned back in my chair, my eyes fixed on the paused frame on the monitor, Selene had been smiling politely in the conference. That smile never reached her eyes. But this wasn’t about old wounds. This was about something immediate. Something present.
I turned down the music and tapped the screen of my phone. Nothing from her. Not since this afternoon when she said had stormed off. I knew she was upset about the marriage deal but part of it was so I could have her close for Aria and maybe—just maybe
