Dominic's POV
The city lights blurred into a streak as I drove back home, my hands gripping the wheel tighter than necessary. Too riled up to go home immediately, I had taken the car and driven around for a while before heading back to the mansion.
My mind was a battlefield, torn between the memory of her lips on mine and the sting of her retreat.
Victoria.....
The woman had me losing my mind without even noticing.
I could still feel the warmth of her skin, the way she fit perfectly against me, and the taste of her kiss that had left me burning with an ache I hadn't known I was capable of.
But then, just like that, she pulled away. The look in her eyes had been a mix of fear, doubt, and something I couldn't quite place, it was a blade that cut deep. She hadn't rejected me, not entirely, but she had run, and that stung far worse than I wanted to admit.