CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
Dominic's POV
It had been ten minutes since I threw Reed out of my house. I could feel her questioning glances digging in my back and I almost imagined that she cared but I was quick to remind myself.
She is carrying another man's baby.
And she is in love with your brother.
I grasped the table for support, to avoid lurching out. I was angry; so damn angry and I could easily smash something and maybe even her head if I got provoked but I knew my feelings for her were too strong.
"Dominic-" she started but I cut her off.
"Don't," I stopped her with my hand.
I picked up my briefcase, stomping upstairs to my room, the anger in me worsening. I needed to let it off. After literally throwing my clothes off me, I let the water cascade down my bod
