#Chapter 28: The Line Crossed

Dominic POV Dominic knew it was a mistake. Fucking her in the bathroom during the rehearsal dinner? Stupid. Reckless. He could already hear Romero’s voice in his head, cold and clipped: “You’ve officially lost your mind.” Maybe he had. But the second she kissed him—dragged him down into the storm she’d been holding in her chest—he couldn’t stop. Wouldn’t, actually. Not when her body arched against him like she needed him just to breathe. Or when her voice broke as she told him what his own father had whispered in her ear while their second course was being served. He’d followed her because he knew something had happened between them. Aurora rarely ever looked that terrified and when she did, those eyes were usually directed at him. Somewhere between planning his father’s assassination and navigating the bloodthirsty alliances of their world, he’d started caring. He hated that. However, he hated the idea of Leonardo putting his hands on her even more. It had taken