Dominic’s POV
Each footstep sounded louder than it should, like the building itself was teasing me with its echo. The tension that had been building inside me all morning now rolled dangerously just beneath the surface, crawling through my neck and coiling down my spine.
I could still feel Stanley’s voice in my bones calm, cold and confident. Like a man who’d already won.
And Liana … Liana hadn’t looked away once. Not when she stood her ground. Not when she spoke my name like it tasted like ash, not even when I tried to meet her gaze with whatever trace of guilt I thought would matter. She didn’t flinch. Her eyes were steady and filled with something more dangerous than fury.
Conviction. And that… that made something twist, deep in my gut.
“We need to talk,” I said curtly to my legal
