Dami's pov

“Come here.”

The words left Doman’s mouth like a command and it was low, sharp, cutting through the thick air between us. For a second, my breath stalled. My fingers twitched by my sides and I hated how my body still reacted to him at the moment.

But I stepped forward anyway.

The moment I reached him, his expression softened as if someone had pulled a veil over the storm in his eyes. His hands slid around my waist too gently, too suddenly and he whispered against my ear, ...