Liana's POV
The moment I opened the door, my body froze. Not because of the cold but because of the man standing in front of me.
Dominic? He simply stood there like a ghost in a black suit, as if nothing was wrong, as if he was a friend who could just barge into my home at any given time. How dare he?
“What are you doing here?” I asked harshly.
"I've come in peace," he responded softly. "Just hear me out, Liana. Five minutes, that's all I ask."
"You're not welcome on my front porch Mr and I do not have five minutes to share," I snarled. "I assure you, if you do not leave right now, I will call security."
"Please," he pleaded. "I didn't come here to fight. I just want to talk to you. No drama. No threats. Just words."
Our voices were growing louder but I didn't care. I wanted the w
