Chapter 36
Micah’s POV
The moment I walked into the place, I froze when I saw Rhett.
He was standing there, chest heaving, his eyes blazing with a fury I’d only seen once before–and never directed at me. And right beside him, with that serpent’s grin curling around his lips, was the man I had come to know as boss.
Don Dominic.
The air felt like it had thickened, weighing down every breath in my lungs. My voice cracked without permission, a whisper that sounded nothing like me.
“Rhett?”
Rhett’s head snapped toward me. His jaw was tight, his hazel eyes dark, shadowed with a storm that made me take a step back. He looked cornered.
Don Dominic simply cleared his throat, exhaled smoke, and placed a hand on Rhett’s shoulder like he owned him.
“My son,” he said smoothly, with a pride. “M
