Dominic's face was etched with sharpness, looking down on Alessia with disdain.

A momentary daze flashed across Alessia's cool and beautiful face. "Isn't Sisca your wife?"

"Who told you that, or are you just pretending to care?"

Dominic took a step forward with his long legs, his disdain deepening in his black eyes.

Huh...

He used the wrong words. This woman wasn't jealous; she was playing a game of cat and mouse with him.

He mentioned Dylan, and she latched onto ...