#Chapter 67: Disconnected Futures

Dominic POV Dominic was still fuming. Even days later, the rage lingered just beneath the surface, coiled and ready to strike. Ever since Alek showed up in the States and tried to snatch Gianna right out from under him, Dominic hadn’t known a single moment of peace. The audacity of it, the sheer nerve that man had, had consumed his every waking thought. He wasn’t sure what pissed him off more, the fact that Alek had tried to go behind his back to claim something Dominic had explicitly said no to, or the fact that Alek had managed to get that close without Dominic knowing until it was almost too late. And he’s almost gotten away with it. Dominic hadn’t expected Aurora to take the news well. She’d been quiet since that day—withdrawn in a way that gnawed at him. Her smiles didn’t quite reach her eyes and her touch felt different. More rehearsed than natural. Gianna, too, had been distant, but at least that was understandable. She’d nearly been carted off like a mail-orde