Aurora had been really cautious while leaving her room. She looked down the hall to make sure no one was around. The cool evening air kissed her skin as she stepped out of the house, her heart beating rapidly. She clutched her purse tightly, her mind preoccupied with Dominic's invitation.
But what she did not know was that Patrick had become suspicious. Ever since their confrontation, he had this nagging feeling that Aurora was hiding something—or someone. So he sent one of his most trusted men, Caleb, to follow her.
Caleb, a shadow in the night, trailed her silently. He was an expert at remaining unseen, blending into the darkness as Aurora made her way to Dominic's house.
Aurora stood outside Dominic’s house, her hand hesitating over the doorbell. She had spent the entire day debating whether she should come. The memory of his lips on hers and the way his touch left traces of fire on her skin made her heart race—but the risk of being discovered made her stomach churn.
Before she could change her mind, the door swung open. Dominic stood there, his shirt unbuttoned at the collar, his sleeves rolled up to reveal strong, tanned arms. His signature smirk greeted her.
"Right on time, sweetheart," he said, stepping aside to let her in.
The house was warm and inviting, a surprise from the brooding and dangerous aura Dominic usually carried. Soft candlelight illuminated the dining table, set with silverware, a bottle of wine, and a single red rose in the center.
"You really went all out," Aurora said, raising an eyebrow.
"For you? Always," he replied, shutting the door behind her and placing his hand lightly on her lower back as he ushered her inside.
They sat down to dinner, Dominic pouring them each a glass of wine. Aurora couldn't help but notice how his gaze lingered on her, making her feel simultaneously flustered and exhilarated.
"You look stunning tonight," he said, his voice low and smooth.
Aurora threw a glance down at the dress: an unostentatious black number that she had chosen for subtlety. "It's just a dress."
"It's not the dress," Dominic leaned into say. "It's you."
Her cheeks colored; with a swift motion, she reached for her glass of wine and took a hasty sip to conceal her surprise.
They spoke as they ate, their conversation easy. Dominic told stories about his travels and business ventures, weaving humor into his tales that made Aurora laugh more than she had in weeks. For a moment, she almost forgot the danger that surrounded them.
After dinner, Dominic took her to the living room. A small fire was crackling in the fireplace, softly lighting up the room. He gestured toward the plush sofa, and she sat down, the comfortable cushions swallowing her weight.
Dominic returned with another glass of wine and a small box. "I got you something," he said, handing her the box.
"Dominic, you didn't have to." Aurora trailed off as she opened it, revealing a delicate silver necklace with a pendant in the shape of a crescent moon.
"It reminded me of you," he said, his voice softer now. "Beautiful, mysterious, and impossible to ignore."
Aurora felt her breath catch in her throat. "I don't know what to say."
"Don't say anything," Dominic replied, moving closer. "Let me put it on you."
He took it and leaned in, the tips of his fingers skimming her neck as he secured the clasp. The intimate gesture sent shivers down her spine.
As Dominic's hands remained on her shoulders, he leaned closer, his lips near her ear. "You drive me crazy, Aurora," he whispered.
Turning, she faced him while her heart pounded. "Dominic, we shouldn't—
"Stop thinking," he cut her off, his eyes fastening to hers. "Tonight, just tonight, let's forget the rest of it even exists."
And without further warning, his lips were on hers. He kissed her slowly and intentionally, his hands softly cradling her face to bring her closer to him. Aurora felt herself melting into his embrace, her resolution dissolving with each ticking second.
Just as things were heating up, a loud crash shattered the moment. Aurora pulled away, her breath ragged.
"What was that?" she whispered.
Dominic's expression darkened as he stood, his body tense. "Stay here."
He moved toward the source of the noise, disappearing into the shadows of the hallway. Aurora sat frozen, her mind racing. She glanced toward the window and saw the faint outline of a figure outside.
Before she could act, Dominic was back, his jaw clenched. "We're not alone," he said grimly.
Aurora's heart was racing. "What do we do?"
Dominic grasped her hand, his grip firm, reassuring. "You're safe with me," he said, but the storm in his eyes told a different story.
As he guided her toward the rear door, Aurora couldn't shake the feeling that their clandestine meeting had just become much more hazardous.
Aurora lay nestled in Dominic's arms, her fingers dancing softly around his chest. The room was warm, the air thick with the intimacy that had just been shared between them. Dominic leaned down and placed a soft kiss to her temple as her eyes fluttered shut.
But the serene moment was disrupted by the shrill sound of Dominic's phone ringing beside his bed. His body stiffened to reach for it, while his eyes narrowed at the screen.
"Sir," an urgent voice greeted the other end, "there is a car parked in your garage that has been there for more than an hour now. It's one of Patrick's. He sent his men to watch over you."
Dominic's jaw clamped down, his free hand clenching into a fist. "Stay there. I'm coming down now," he said, his tone icy before ending the call.
Aurora sat up, her brow furrowed in concern. "What's going on?"
"Patrick's men," Dominic said, his voice low and controlled. "They're watching us."
Fear flashed in Aurora's eyes. "What are you going to do?"
Dominic placed a reassuring hand on her cheek, his gaze steady. "Stay here. I’ll handle it."
Dominic quickly dressed, his movements sharp and efficient. Slipping on his jacket, he grabbed a firearm from the drawer and concealed it inside. Before leaving, he turned back to Aurora.
"Lock the door and don’t open it for anyone but me," he instructed.
Aurora nodded, her heart pounding as he stepped out into the night.
Down in the garage, two of Patrick's men leaned casually against a sleek, black car, their casual demeanor belying their alertness. As Dominic stepped closer, the air was sucked from the room, it seemed. The men straightened, their hands automatically hovering near their concealed firearms.
"You've been here long enough," Dominic said coldly, his voice carrying an undeniable tone of authority. "What do you want?"
One of the men, a burly figure with a scar running down his cheek, sneered. "Just following orders, Mr. Dominic. Patrick wanted us to keep an eye on things."
Dominic stepped closer, his calm demeanor masking the storm brewing inside him. "Tell Patrick he doesn't have the right to spy on me. And if I ever catch you near me-or Aurora-again.
He pulled the concealed firearm just far enough for them to see it, his gaze dead serious. ".you won't get a second warning."
The men exchanged uneasy glances, their bravado faltering under Dominic's icy stare.
"We'll go," Scarface muttered, raising his hands slightly.
"Good choice," Dominic said, his tone cutting. "And if you breathe a word about tonight, I'll make sure neither of you sees another sunrise. Understand?"
The men nodded, scrambling into their car and driving off without another word.
Dominic locked the garage behind him and headed back upstairs. His steps were measured, but his mind was racing. Patrick's interference was getting more blatant, and Dominic knew they were running out of time to keep their secret safe.
When he entered the room, Aurora rushed to him, her worry etched on her face. "What happened?"
"They're gone," Dominic said, his voice softer now. He placed an assuring hand on her shoulder. "But Patrick's getting bolder. We'll need to be more careful."
Aurora turned to him, fear etched in her eyes along with resolve. "Maybe. maybe we should stop this before it's too late."
Dominic’s expression hardened. He stepped closer, cupping her face in his hands. "I’m not giving you up, Aurora. Patrick doesn’t get to dictate our lives. Not anymore."
His words were firm, but the tension between them lingered. Aurora leaned into his touch, letting herself believe him, even as she felt the weight of their dangerous secret pressing down on her
Patrick sat in his plush office, the low light casting shadows across his defined features. His fingers tapped out a rhythmic beat on the armrest of his chair as he waited for word from his men. The heavy oak door creaked open, and the two lackeys stepped inside, their heads bowed low.
"Well?" Patrick's voice was cold and commanding.
The burly man with the scar, still visibly shaken, stepped forward. "Sir, we… we saw nothing unusual at Dominic's house."
"Nothing?" Patrick repeated, his voice laced with disbelief and anger.
The man hesitated, then added, "Dominic caught us before we could do much. He warned us-threatened us, actually-not to come near him or his house again. He made it clear he won't spare us next time."
Patrick's jaw tightened, his knuckles whitening as his fist slammed onto the desk. "You mean to tell me," he growled, "that I sent you on a simple task-to watch him-and you failed? You found out nothing?"
The second man, clearly terrified, tried to salvage the situation. "Sir, Dominic is. intimidating. His reputation-"
Patrick cut him off with a sharp glare. "Intimidating? Intimidating? You're supposed to be my eyes and ears, and you cower like children? He's hiding something, I'm sure of it, and you let him walk all over you."
The men exchanged nervous glances, their confidence completely shattered.
"You're useless!" Patrick roared, rising from his chair. "If you can't do your job, then I'll find someone who can."
"Sir—" one of them began, but Patrick's raised hand cut him off.
"Get out of here. Now," he concluded, and his tone brooked no further argument.
The two men didn't need telling twice. They scurried out of the room, leaving Patrick seething with frustration.
The door slammed shut behind them, and Patrick began pacing the room, his mind racing. His gut told him Dominic was up to something, and he refused to be outplayed. Dominic was too calm, too secretive, and now Aurora seemed distracted as well.
Patrick picked up his phone, dialing a number he hadn't called in years.
"It's me," he said when the line connected. "I need someone who can dig up dirt on Dominic-and fast. No mistakes this time."
The voice on the other end chuckled. "Ah, I see you're in need of my services again. Consider it done. Dominic won't be able to hide a single secret from me."
Patrick smirked, anger giving way to cold determination. "Good. Because this time, I won't just watch him. I'll destroy him."
Aurora's POVDinner with Dominic had always been dangerous, not because of what he cooked, but because of what he made me feel. I knew I shouldn't have gone to his house; it was reckless at the time, given the circumstances. However, this pull between us was irresistible.I watched him move about the kitchen, his broad shoulders flexing beneath his white shirt. The sight sent my pulse racing, and I looked quickly away, pretending to study the glass of wine in my hand."You're quiet tonight," Dominic said, his deep voice wrapping around me like a warm blanket."Just… thinking," I replied, trying to sound casual.His lips kicked up into a smirk as he leaned against the counter. "Thinking about me, I hope?"I rolled my eyes, but my cheeks betrayed me, heating under his gaze. "You wish."He crossed the room in two strides and suddenly overwhelmed me. Dominic always had this effect on me-like he could see right through to the walls I'd built around myself."Come here," he said low, taking
Aurora POV Dominic set the pancake down, his hands finding my waist again. "I do," he admitted softly.The kiss deepened, and before we knew it, we were lost in each other again. There was the aroma of fresh coffee and pancakes wafting from the kitchen, but my senses reached out for him alone: his hands, clutching me as if I were some sort of treasure; his lips against mine, passionate yet so soft.We were so caught up in each other that we hadn't heard the knock on the door until it became pounding."Dominic!" a voice yelled from the other side.We parted, both of us panting. Dominic's jaw clenched, and he turned to the door."Stay here," he said, his voice brooking no argument."Who is it?" I asked, my heart racing now for an entirely different reason."Probably someone who doesn't need to be in here," Dominic muttered, marching toward the door.As he opened it, I caught a glimpse of a man in a suit, looking grave. My stomach twirled with apprehension."Mr. Dominic, we need to talk,
The Ride to Mail Aurora's POV: By the time we finally emerged from the shower, the water was lukewarm; our bodies were wrapped more in each other's warmth than the heat of the water. Dominic wrapped a fluffy towel around my shoulders, his hands staying awhile as he dried me off."You're spoiled, you know that?" I teased, watching his every move as he moved to towel himself off."And you're worth it," he replied, flashing me a grin that sent a flutter through my chest.I shook my head, feeling a mixed sense of warmth and nervousness. The intimacy between them was so natural, yet it bothered me how much I began relying on it.Once we were dry, Dominic handed me one of his shirts. It was huge on me, but his scent wrapped around me like a blanket. "Here," he said, holding out a pair of sweats. "Until you're dressed, this'll do.I took the clothes, sliding them on as he drew on casual attire himself-fitted jeans and a crisp white shirt that outlined his physique. The sight was enough to
Aurora's POVDominic's arms constricted around me as if he could feel my hesitation. "You don't have to go back," he said, his voice muffled against my hair.I shut my eyes, letting the warmth of his arms enfold me. "I have to," I whispered. "If I don't, they'll start looking for me. It'll only make things worse."He pulled back just enough to peer into my eyes. "They'll never hurt you, Aurora. Not while I'm here."I smiled wryly, moved by his vehemence, but we both knew I couldn't hide forever. With a reluctant nod, I pulled away and reached for my bag. Dominic followed me to the door, his gaze burning into my back like a silent promise."I'll call you," I said softly, stepping outside."You'd better," he replied-the tone half-teasing, half-serious.The car Patrick had sent for me was already waiting in the driveway. I slipped into the backseat, avoiding the driver's curious glance, and leaned back as the car pulled away.The drive was uneventful, but my mind was anything but quiet.
Aurora POV I sat on the bed and tried to regulate my racing heart while Patrick's voice was muffled through the door."Hello?" he answered sharply, still sounding annoyed.There was a pause before I heard the unmistakable purr of a woman's voice on the other end of the call."Patrick, where are you?" Eva's voice was soft yet dripped from every syllable with seduction. "I'm waiting for you in your room. I've been so lonely without you."Patrick's tone changed in an instant, his irritation melting into something darker. "Eva, what are you doing in my room?"She gave a low, flirtatious laugh. "I thought I'd surprise you. I'm all ready for you tonight. Don't keep me waiting, darling."There was a moment of silence, and then Patrick muttered something under his breath. “I’ll be there in a minute.”The door to my room swung open briefly, and Patrick looked at me, his face unreadable. “Don’t go anywhere,” he ordered before leaving without another word.I heard his footsteps fade down the ha
I stood there, watching them. The way Patrick touched Eva, the way their bodies moved in sync, it was like watching a performance—a sick, twisted performance meant to humiliate me. I felt my stomach churn, not from jealousy, but from the sheer audacity of it all.I lowered my phone, unable to stomach more. Without a word, I turned and walked away, leaving them to their sordid affair.My legs walked me into the kitchen, where I grasped a glass and turned on the faucet to fill it with water; my hands were shaking. I took a long sip, trying to rinse my mouth from that bitter taste, trying to cool down the boiling of angry feelings inside me.The house was quiet, except for the soft hum of the refrigerator. It was almost serene, a stark contrast to the chaos in my mind. I set the glass down; the clink echoed in the silence as I leaned against the counter, collecting my thoughts.After a few moments, I headed back to my room.Dominic POVMy phone buzzed in my pocket just as I was pouring m
Joanne's P.O.V.Anger simmered just below the surface as I paced the room, my mind racing with suspicion. Aurora had been slipping through my fingers, and it was starting to get on my nerves. She thought she could outsmart me, but she had no idea who she was dealing with. If she ever dared to cross me, I would make sure she understood the price of defiance.Aurora had two choices: either she obeyed me, or I delivered her straight into Leo Levine's hands. I knew how far Leo would go to get his revenge, and if Aurora didn't fall in line, she would learn firsthand what true fear was.Determination hardened my resolve as I marched toward Aurora's room, ready to remind her of exactly where she stood.I barely reached the top of the staircase when I saw Patrick leaning casually against the wall, arms crossed, with a smug smirk playing on his lips. His eyes met mine, and he straightened up, took a step closer."Joanne," he drawled, the same arrogance dripping from his voice. "Don't forget ou
Aurora's POVDominic's hand found mine as we drove through quiet, dimly lit streets. His fingers intertwined with mine in a warm firm hold that sent waves of comfort through me. The tension from the escape started to melt away, replaced by the steady rhythm of his presence beside me.He looked at me then, his eyes softening as they met mine. Without a word, he leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to my lips. It was unhurried, intentional, and steeped in a silent promise of protection and love. My heart swelled, and the turmoil of the past hours faded to the back of my mind.I leaned into his shoulder, feeling the heat of his body seep into mine. The hum of the engine, the soft swaying of the car, lulled me into a peaceful haze. For the first time in what felt like forever, I was at ease, wrapped in the safety of his arms.We pulled into the driveway, the car rolling to a gentle stop inside the garage. Dominic squeezed my hand one last time before releasing it-a silent reassurance as we pre
Chapter : Final Fight Aurora’s POV“Hold on, Dominic. Please.” My voice trembled, fear clawing at my chest.Leo stood in front of us, his expression unreadable. He exhaled sharply, then turned to his men. “Take him to the hospital. Now.”Two of his men moved forward, carefully lifting Dominic. He groaned in pain but didn’t fight them. I could see how much it took for him to stay conscious.Leo’s cold eyes flickered toward me. “You, stay here.”Panic surged through me. “No! I’m going with him!”He raised a hand, silencing me. “He’ll be taken care of. But we’re not done yet.”I swallowed hard, my heart hammering in my chest.Leo turned to the rest of his men, his voice low but sharp as a knife.“Find Joanna. Bring her to me. I don’t care what it takes.”The air in the room felt suffocating. I could barely breathe.The drive to the hospital felt like a blur. My hands were covered in Dominic’s blood, my heart pounding so hard I could barely think. The moment we arrived, the doors burst o
Dominic’s POVWe moved in quietly, our steps light against the wooden floor. The house smelled of dampness and old cigarette smoke.As soon as we stepped inside, I saw her.She was sitting in a chair, her hands tied, her face pale but alert. The moment our eyes met, she froze.I could see the relief in her eyes, but also the fear. If she reacted, Patrick would notice. I quickly lifted a finger to my lips, signaling her to stay calm.Aurora’s lips pressed together, and she barely nodded. She understood.Patrick was standing a few feet away, his back turned as he spoke to Isabella."This is taking too long," Isabella snapped. "Joanna should be here by now!"Patrick sighed. "She’ll come. She has no choice."I glanced at my men. One wrong move, and Aurora could get hurt.I didn’t waste time.With one swift motion, I pulled out my gun and aimed it directly at Isabella and Patrick."Don’t. Move." My voice was cold, steady.They froze. Shock flashed across their faces. Isabella’s mouth opene
Aurora’s POV“Hold on, Dominic. Please.” My voice trembled, fear clawing at my chest.Leo stood in front of us, his expression unreadable. He exhaled sharply, then turned to his men. “Take him to the hospital. Now.”Two of his men moved forward, carefully lifting Dominic. He groaned in pain but didn’t fight them. I could see how much it took for him to stay conscious.Leo’s cold eyes flickered toward me. “You, stay here.”Panic surged through me. “No! I’m going with him!”He raised a hand, silencing me. “He’ll be taken care of. But we’re not done yet.”I swallowed hard, my heart hammering in my chest.Leo turned to the rest of his men, his voice low but sharp as a knife.“Find Joanna. Bring her to me. I don’t care what it takes.”The air in the room felt suffocating. I could barely breathe.The drive to the hospital felt like a blur. My hands were covered in Dominic’s blood, my heart pounding so hard I could barely think. The moment we arrived, the doors burst open, and doctors and nu
Dominic’s POVI stared at the flash drive in my hand, my grip tightening. How could I be sure this was the real evidence? Patrick was a snake, I wouldn’t put it past him to hand me something useless just to trap me."How do I know this is real?" I asked, my voice low and dangerous.Patrick smirked, his confidence irritating me. "You don’t. But do you really have a choice, Dominic?"Before I could say another word, a weak but urgent voice cut through the tension."Dominic, don’t trust him!"My entire body froze. My eyes snapped to Aurora, who was still tied to the chair. Her lips were dry, and her eyes were filled with desperation.Patrick cursed under his breath, moving toward her, but I lifted my gun, stopping him in his tracks."What did you just say?" I asked Aurora.Patrick clenched his jaw and glared at her, but the moment he released the cloth gagging her mouth, Aurora gasped for air and spoke again, this time stronger."Dominic, that’s not the real flash drive! He’s trying to t
Chapter : The final Fight Isabella’s POVPatrick leaned against the table, his eyes dark with satisfaction as he lit a cigar, taking a slow drag before exhaling the smoke. His gaze shifted to Aurora. "Joanna is on her way here," Patrick said, a wicked smirk curling on his lips. "And she’s bringing Dominic’s baby with her."I froze, my breath catching for a moment. Dominic’s baby? I hadn’t expected that.Patrick chuckled, clearly enjoying my shock. "The moment she arrives with the child, Dominic will have no choice but to give up everything for me. His power, his wealth, his loyalty, everything."I narrowed my eyes, stepping closer. "Are you saying you plan to trade his own child for his empire?"Patrick shrugged. "Why not? Dominic isn’t stupid. He’ll do anything to protect what’s his. And if it means bending to my will, he’ll do it."I crossed my arms, watching him carefully. "And what if he refuses? What if he fights back?"Patrick exhaled another puff of smoke, his smirk never fal
Isabella’s POVPatrick leaned against the table, his eyes dark with satisfaction as he lit a cigar, taking a slow drag before exhaling the smoke. His gaze shifted to Aurora. "Joanna is on her way here," Patrick said, a wicked smirk curling on his lips. "And she’s bringing Dominic’s baby with her."I froze, my breath catching for a moment. Dominic’s baby? I hadn’t expected that.Patrick chuckled, clearly enjoying my shock. "The moment she arrives with the child, Dominic will have no choice but to give up everything for me. His power, his wealth, his loyalty, everything."I narrowed my eyes, stepping closer. "Are you saying you plan to trade his own child for his empire?"Patrick shrugged. "Why not? Dominic isn’t stupid. He’ll do anything to protect what’s his. And if it means bending to my will, he’ll do it."I crossed my arms, watching him carefully. "And what if he refuses? What if he fights back?"Patrick exhaled another puff of smoke, his smirk never faltering. "Then he loses ever
Julie’s POVI struggled to breathe, my body aching from the relentless fight, but I refused to give up. Joanna and I clashed again, our hands grabbing, pushing, and striking at each other like wild animals.She lunged at me, her nails clawing at my face, but I ducked just in time. My fist connected with her stomach, making her stumble back with a sharp gasp."You witch!" she spat, her eyes filled with pure hatred.I didn’t waste a second. I spun around and grabbed the baby from the bed, holding the child close to my chest. My heart was racing.I needed to get out. Now.Joanna must have realized what I was trying to do because she let out a furious scream and charged at me again. I turned my back, shielding the baby, and felt her nails scrape against my arm, trying to pull me back."You're not leaving with that baby!" she shrieked.I kicked backward blindly, my foot slamming into her leg. She yelped, losing her balance for a moment. It was all the time I needed.I rushed toward the doo
Joanna’s POVJulie clutched the baby tightly, her eyes filled with fear and determination. “I will never let you go with this baby,” she hissed.I let out a slow chuckle, stepping closer. “Oh, Julie, don’t be so dramatic.”Tears welled in her eyes, but her grip on the baby only tightened. “You’ve already taken everything from me! You stole my inheritance, destroyed our family, and left me with nothing! You kept me away from Aurora, my own daughter, for years! And now you want to take her child too?” She shook her head furiously. “I will never let you have my grandchild!”I sighed, tilting my head. “You always did have a way of making yourself the victim, didn’t you?”Julie’s face twisted with anger. “You are the reason for everything! You lied, manipulated, and ruined my life. You wanted me gone, and you got what you wanted. But I won’t let you win this time. Not with Aurora’s baby.”I smirked, taking another step forward. “And how exactly do you plan to stop me, dear sister? You’re w
Dominic’s POVMy hands tightened around the steering wheel as I drove through the dark streets, the city lights flickering past like ghosts. My mind was racing, my chest tight with fear.Aurora’s signal had led me here, to Patrick’s old office building, not to the address he had given me.I knew Patrick. He was a snake. A master of deception. He wanted me to go to the wrong place while he did whatever sick thing he had planned.The tracking device on Aurora’s phone had been steady for the past few minutes, but then…“Sir, the tracking has stopped.”My heart slammed against my ribs.“What?” I barked, gripping the wheel tighter.“The signal just cut off. It’s gone.”Damn it.I clenched my jaw, forcing myself to stay calm. This wasn’t a coincidence. Patrick was covering his tracks. He must have found out Aurora had a tracker.I inhaled sharply, pushing down the wave of panic rising inside me.I couldn't afford to lose focus now."We’re still going to that building." My voice was firm, le