Dami’s POV

I repeated the words slowly, almost tasting the disbelief on my own tongue.

“Doman can never hurt me,” I told Axel as we drove into my compound. “Maybe Rhea, but definitely not me.”

Axel didn’t answer immediately. His jaw tightened and he glanced at me with that quiet, unsettling intensity he always had when the topic was Doman.

“You trust him too much,” he finally said. “You don’t know half of what my brother is capable of.”

I rolled my eyes and looked out ...