"Do you realize," with each word Dominic bites out, his voice grows more thunderous, "that you were almost killed today? What more has to happen for you to understand that this man is dangerous?" His booming voice echoes throughout the cavernous family room.
I don't know what to say to him. Nor do I know how to calm the tirade he's bent on having. I knew he would be angry, but I never suspected that he would blow his top.
Chewing my lower lip, I stare at Dominic from the sleek white couch I'm huddled on. He sits across from me on a matching chair. His body vibrates with barely suppressed rage.
I never should have come here. Had I been smart, I would have stayed put at the condo. After kicking Matteo out, loneliness quickly set in. Dominic's house has always felt like a second h
