#Chapter 22: A War On Two Fronts

Dominic POV Dominic sat at his desk long after the sun had set, the glow from the single lamp on his left casting jagged shadows across the room. A bottle of whiskey stood half-drained beside him next to where his hand rested, the amber liquid glinting like gasoline under the soft light. He hadn’t touched a single drop of it since it had been poured. His fingers drummed absently on the wood grain. The files in front of him detailing contingency plans for Leonardo’s elimination and the subsequent fallout were unread. It didn’t matter though, he knew them all by heart anyway. What he didn’t know—what he still couldn’t decide, rather—was what the hell to do about Aurora. She had become a complication. A distraction. A threat. The idea of removing her from the board the way he’d done with so many others refused to sit right in his chest now that she’d had time to settle her way into his life even if it was only supposed to be a temporary thing. He couldn’t kill her. Wa