The silence inside the boardroom pressed heavily against my skin. A clock ticked steadily against the wall, each second stretching longer than it should.
Dominic stood at the far end of the table watching me.
For one brief second, exhaustion made everything feel unreal. Like my mind had finally snapped after the last twenty-four hours and decided to torture me with the one person I least wanted to see.
Because there was no way Dominic Kings was sitting inside my boardroom.
My fingers tightened slightly around the strap of my bag before I forced them to relax again.
Weakness was the last thing I would show him.
I walked toward the chair slowly, my heels clicking softly against the marble floor, then sat down without rushing. The leather seat felt cool beneath my skin as I placed my ba
