Alpha Dominic’s POV
The moonlight showered the courtyard of the packhouse in a strange light, softening the hard boundaries of the night. I strolled outside, a pen and contract in my hand, my heart composed with every step. As I approached the center of the courtyard, the sight of Madison crouched on top of her luggage caught my eye. She sat trembling, a blanket wrapped around her shoulders, and the sun that had beaten down on her all day had left a mark on her face, mascara pooling beneath her eyes in ridiculous stripes.
“Are you ready to agree to my terms now?” I questioned, the frown on my face deepening as I stood before her. There was something extremely fulfilling about this moment; it felt like reclaiming a part of myself that had been lost in the mess of the past few years.
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