Leila's POV

　　Four Months Later

　　Dominic stepped into the room, holding an envelope in his hand, "Mr. Rossini is throwing a party, and he wants me to be there," he said, "You are coming along with me."

　　I looked down at the envelope and back to him, searching his gaze. "Dominic, you know I'm not comfortable in those kinds of places. Those people-"

　　He moved a step closer, eyes hard. "It's time they see who you are. No more hiding in the ...