My phone buzzed so hard and fast on the nightstand that I thought it was going to vibrate right off the edge.
I groaned, rubbing my eyes, and grabbed the screen. Notifications were exploding like fireworks. Missed calls, glowing text messages from old high school friends I hadn't spoken to in years, and hundreds of alerts from social media. I tapped on a trending news app, and my breath caught in my throat.
Right there on the screen was the massive photograph from last night's charity ball. Dominic’s hands were gripping my waist, his lips locked onto mine in front of a thousand flashing cameras. Every single headline across the city screamed the exact same thing: BILLIONAIRE CEO’S PASSIONATE ROMANCE: THE LOVE STORY OF THE YEAR.
My face burned hot enough to fry an egg. I threw the phone
