DOMINIC

The moment the knocking started again, I let out a sharp breath, tightening my grip around the coffee mug.

If that bitch Elena was back at my door, I was going to make sure she regretted it. I had let her walk out of here, but if she had the nerve to return and test my patience, I’d make sure she didn’t do it again.

I set the coffee down, already preparing to deal with whatever nonsense she had come up with this time, but just as I was about to snap, a voice—one I recognized ...