Dami’s POV

“You can take the car and go home. Doman will bring us,” I said, already reaching for the door handle.

Axel looked at me like I’d lost my mind, disbelief flashing in his eyes after everything he just told me about Doman.

“Don’t look at me like that. Just go.”

“But I just told you what he did,” he reminded me, voice tight with frustration.

I rolled my eyes and grabbed my purse. “Yeah, and about that, don’t ever tell me something like that again. Just leave. I ...