DOMINIC'S POINT OF VIEW
She stared at me with bated breath while waiting for me to tell her the full truth, the real reason for it all
"Please, I need to know," she whispered while clutching my shirt, and I sighed before saying
"This is how it happened."
THREE WEEKS BEFORE PRESENT DAY
I sat in my office while staring at the painting of a samurai hero on the opposite wall from me, while sipping on the bourbon from the glass in my hand. My thoughts filtered back to the dark-haired, grey-eyed beauty in her bedroom, who was asleep or was supposed to be.
The little minx had a habit of wandering in the halls at night ever since her doors were left unlocked, a habit she thought I did not know of but it was hard to not notice or ignore the light footsteps passing by my door every night o
