Chapter 86

Elowen’s pov ; I followed him outside of the studio. Dominic frowned, his chiseled features hardening even further. His expression was so cold and distant, it made the air between us feel heavy. When he finally spoke, his voice was deep and clipped, utterly unattainable. “What’s the matter?” I couldn’t help but stare. The photos I’d seen of him before didn’t even come close to doing him justice. Mr. Dominic wasn’t one of those delicate, pretty boys who relied on soft features to win attention. No, his looks were sharp and commanding, as if his face had been sculpted by a master. His jawline could probably cut glass. And those eyes. Dark, cold, and utterly ruthless—they sent a shiver down my spine. He didn’t just look like a man; he looked like the kind of man who ruled everyone and everything around him. The sheer masculinity radiating off him was overwhelming. I felt my heart race, and my palms grew clammy. This wasn’t just any man. This was a king. I forced myself to smile, soft and