Emma
"She's mine."
Dominic's voice cut through the night like steel. Gone was the gentle father who made dinosaur-shaped pancakes. This was Dominic Sterling, CEO, radiating power that made even Harrison step back slightly.
"Yours?" Harrison recovered quickly, smile sharp. "Funny. Last I heard, she ran from you. Just like she ran from me."
"Step away from her." Each word carried quiet menace. "Now."
"Or what?" Harrison's hand tightened on my arm. "You'll call security? Have me removed like the nobody you think I am?"
"Actually," Dominic's smile was terrifying in its calm, "I was thinking something more direct."
It happened so fast I barely saw the movement. One moment Harrison was gripping my arm, the next he was stumbling backward, blood trickling from his nose.
"You—" He touched h
