Dominic's POV

　　I could see Mr. Rossini across the room, sipping his drink with a nonchalance that sickened me all the while keeping Jocelyn firmly by his side. Serene, they were entertained.  But something in my bones whispered that their tranquility was premeditated, just like this whole scheme they had pulled on me tonight.

　　I strode over without second thoughts, cutting through the guests in knots with a purposefulness that parted the crowd before me. Reaching ...