OLIVIA
I froze, the word hitting me like a slap. Why would he even say that? Dominic was still my husband, no matter how much I despised him. And Dante… Dante had no right. No right to look at me like that, to speak to me like I belonged to him.
This thing between me and him…it only exists because Dominic shattered us first. If Dominic hadn’t betrayed me, I wouldn’t even be standing here, feeling my breath hitch under his stare.
I swallowed hard, but my throat stayed dry. My hands curled into fists at my sides, more to keep them from shaking than to look brave.
“What…” My voice cracked. I tried again, forcing it steadier even as my heart rammed against my ribs. “What do you mean by that?”
He gave a short, dry laugh but said nothing. I stepped back, but he closed the distance, and befo
