DOMINIC’s POV.
She spoke again but I don’t have enough time to linger on that because this mute is practically undressing me in front of her supposed lecturer. Her hands are all over my body, wanting to take my clothes off and do unspeakable things to me. If I remember correctly, she told me she would die than let me touch her but here we are.
“Is she okay?” Martinez asks, his voice coated with worry and concern.
“You don’t have to concern yourself with my wife” I snap at him before gathering her up in my arms and making my way towards the Maybach. I am supposed to be at the office right now because I have a f*****g meeting but somehow I made a detour and came to her school. I was about leaving when her message popped up and I found myself hurrying out of the car like a wounded animal.
