Dominic Wants More?

“Our business is done, so please leave my office,” Dominic ordered firmly, ignoring his grandfather’s presence. 

“Dom…” 

“Get out!!! NOW!!” Dominic shouted, his voice escalating. Rachel quickly left the room, followed by Mr. Charles.

After kicking out his ex-girlfriend, Dominic collapsed into his chair. He looked frustrated, sad, and furious. He harshly rubbed his face with his right hand, pushing back his long hair that had fallen forward. Dominic’s mood was a mess; he couldn’t continue working, so he decided to step out for a bit.

He distracted himself by heading to the company’s cafeteria. That morning, he ordered a black coffee without sugar. Sitting alone, he stared at his phone screen—more specifically, at a photo of his wife, a memory from their recent honeymoon. 

“She’s the one who will heal my wounds,” he thought.

Unfortunately,