Inside his apartment was quiet—too quiet—while the city streets buzzed beneath Dominic’s window. The night after the jewelry event felt heavy as everything unsaid between him and Solo was suffocating him. He hadn’t seen her, but the absence of closure ate at him.He couldn’t stop thinking about her. She had served him a killer blow. The memories were creeping in faster, pushing aside his thoughts of Sapphire. Sapphire, who had once been everything, now felt like a hollow shell of a dream he’d outgrown.The sound of his phone vibrating broke the silence. Jake.“Anything?” Dominic asked, more hopeful than he wanted to admit.Jake’s voice was measured, and Dominic recognized the tone as cautious optimism. “I’ve just got off the plane. I’m on my way to where this Solar woman works. It could be something or nothing. We’ll know once I check it out.”Dominic’s pulse quickened. The name—so close to Solo. He didn’t want to get his hopes up, but this was the closest they’d come to anything rese
Jake’s call had left Dominic standing in the middle of his bedroom, staring unseeing at the wall. Solo was on her way to Italy. His heart pounded, his mind raced. He was too late—she was already gone. But this information, this jolt of reality, wasn’t enough to silence the storm of emotions swirling inside him.He had been haunted by regrets about the distance between them and how he had treated her. He had tried to push it aside, bury it, but the guilt had grown louder. Knowing she was slipping further out of his reach, this feeling threatened to overwhelm him.Should he chase her? Could he?He paced the room, his footsteps echoing in the silence of his apartment. What right did he have to go after her? She had left for a reason, and he was the reason. Dominic had kept her at arm’s length and treated her as though she meant nothing when, in reality, she had meant everything.His chest tightened, and his indecision grated on him.The phone in his hand trembled as Dominic redialed Jake
Seated by the airplane window, Dominic watched as the city lights receded into darkness. Uncertainty gnawed at him.His conversation with Jake on the repeat."Dominic, think about this," Jake said. "She left for a reason. You need to consider what she wants.""I can't just let her go," Dominic voice strained. "I need to see her, to tell her—""Tell her what? That you're sorry? That you suddenly realized her worth?" Jake sighed. “Man, don’t make this about easing your conscience."Dominic had paused, running a hand through his hair. "It's more than that. I can't explain it, but I have to try."Jake went silent and said, "Alright, but be prepared for the possibility that she may not want to see you.""I understand.”Since Jake had pretty much guest his past relationship with Solo, coupled with Dominic's need to speak to someone, he told Jake everything. Jake’s response, although harsh, was reasonable and honest.What if Jake was right? What if Solo wanted nothing to do with him?He clos
Sapphire sat at the desk in Dominic’s study. He was on a business trip, allowing her to rifle through his home. Scanning his phone records, which she found with the rest of his bills in his out tray, the name "Jake" appeared repeatedly."Who are you, Jake?" she muttered, tapping her manicured finger against her temple. Her disbelief was palpable. Could Dominic be involved with someone like Jake? She had known Dominic for most of her life.They went to the same schools and shared friends. She couldn't recall Jake being in their social circle, yet he called and received calls from this man more frequently than his calls to her.Judging from the dates, their relationship started a few days before her return. The record shows Dominic even calling Jake when she and Dominic are together, mainly during the night and after making love.She would get to the bottom of this. Even if Dominic was distant and showed a lack of interest in sex, she refused to believe that he would be emotionally and
Stepping off the plane at Florence Airport was like stepping into her new life. The warm Italian sun had welcomed her, but despite the beauty of her surroundings, an unsettling unease crept over her, casting a shadow on her excitement.Her boss, the man who had orchestrated her fresh start, was there to greet her. He had handed her the documents for her new identity—and she felt she was holding her future.But as they drove through the streets of Florence, it was hard to believe it had been a few days since all this had occurred. Her new life and job felt surreal, and as the days passed, a strange tension sat between her and Inigo.He was charming, too charming, and while he had been gracious, something beneath the surface made her uneasy. His gaze lingered just a little too long, his compliments too personal.True, he had given her a new life, yes, but it began to feel as if strings were attached. Although they remained invisible for now, she could feel them.“This city suits you, So
After returning to the hotel, Dominic leaned back in his hotel chair and stared at the ceiling, his frustration simmering beneath the surface. He had rushed to Italy with a sense of urgency, a desperate need to find Solo. However, it had been days, and every lead had hit a dead end. The trail was cold, and time was running out.He grabbed his buzzing phone, hoping for anything that could bring him closer to her. It was his contact, and the familiar disappointment seeped into him before he answered. The cold plastic of the phone felt heavy in his hand, in contrast to the warmth of hope that had been dwindling with each passing day."Dominic," the voice on the other end said, tinny and distant, "I've searched every possible avenue, but there's no trace of a Solo Delaney in Italy. Are you sure Florence was her final destination?"Dominic rubbed his forehead, the weight of those words pressing down on him. The room seemed to close in, the air thick with disappointment. "I don't know—she n
Solo’s knuckles rapped on the large oak door before her, and she waited for permission to enter. A Sound came from the other side of the door—she assumed that was her cue to enter."Can we talk?”"Sure, what do you wanna talk about?” Inigo gestured for her to sit.His office felt too large and intimidating. The House of Ricci was everything she had dreamed of—prestigious, influential, respected. But now, as Solo sat across from Inigo, her heart pounded with uncertainty.She’d rehearsed the conversation she wanted to have with Inigo several times, but the words stuck in her throat. It was her fault. She should've said something sooner. Her confession could be a dealbreaker. Inigo leaned back in his chair, watching her with calm confidence. His dark eyes studied her every move.“I need to tell you something,” Solo said, her hands clasped on her lap, her thumbs rolling over themselves.Inigo raised an eyebrow, his interest piqued. “Go ahead.”“I’m pregnant,” she said, the words forced ou
Dominic looked at Sapphire and shook his head. He sighed, leaning back in his chair. “Sapphire, can we do this later? I’m—”“No.” She said, her voice was firm, cutting off any excuses. “We’re going to do this now.” She moved toward him, her arms folded across her chest, her expression unreadable. “You went to Italy,” she said, her voice calm but icy. “And you don’t have to lie to me—I know why.”Dominic’s eyes narrowed, but he didn’t reply.“You went to look for her, didn’t you? Solo.” The name felt bitter on her tongue, like a betrayal.Dominic hesitated, but the look in Sapphire’s eyes told him she already knew. There was no reason to deny it.“Yes,” he admitted, his voice low. “I went to look for her.”Sapphire’s lips trembled, but she recovered, her voice rising with fury and heartbreak.“I endured for three years! So we could be together.” Her hand rose to pat her hair as though tidying imaginary loose strands. “I could only make this sacrifice because of our promise to each oth