Leila's POV

　　"Dominic, my boy! You are as fit as ever!" boomed the voice of thunder that was Mr. Rossini's down the hall as he stepped into the mansion, a wide grin spreading across his face as he opened his arms.

　　I'd stood a little off to the side, just watching this whole scene go down. He was, of course, flanked by Jocelyn, her presence as overbearing as ever, and behind them a few men lugging along some pretty-high-dollar presents: boxes of fine wine, ...