ANTALYA'S POV

This ends tonight.

I raised my fist to knock, and let my fury guide me forward.

The door swung open at my touch - unlocked, almost inviting. The suite beyond was dimly lit by moonlight streaming through floor-to-ceiling windows, expensive furniture casting long shadows across polished marble floors.

He's not even here. The coward isn't even here.

"DOMINIC!" I screamed into the empty room, my voice echoing off the walls. "WHERE ARE YOU? COME OUT AND ...