Dominic laughed.
It wasn’t a sane sound.
It wasn’t the laugh of a man at all.
It was Blackened by the kind of obsession that didn’t heal.
The kind that rotted.
The kind that festered inside the bones like maggots feeding on a corpse.
The kind that ate everything..sanity, reason, mercy…and spat out nothing but filth.
“You wanna know why I brought her here?”
He slammed his fist into the table. Silverware and shattered plates leapt into the air. Matteo flinched like he had been shot, fresh blood dripping from his temple where Dominic had already beaten him half to death.
Dominic didn’t care.
He didn’t even see them anymore.
Only her.
Only her.
“Because I’ve been watching that pretty little doctor since the f*****g day she graduated med school,” he snarled.
He turned, eyes black,
