ALEXANDER
Raina’s heart was like a fortress—strong, impenetrable, and maddeningly difficult to move. But giving up? Not a chance. Especially not with someone like Nathan lingering around her, poisoning her mind and her heart.
I checked my watch for the third time, irritation brewing. Dominic was late. He’d been punctual up until now, and his tardiness set me on edge. These secret meetings weren’t exactly safe. Every second of delay increased the risk of being found out, and the last thing we needed was Nathan catching wind of what we were doing.
Dominic had warned me early on that Raina wasn’t going to change her mind easily. She trusted Nathan, and convincing her otherwise would take more than just evidence—it would take timing, precision, and a hell of a lot of patience.
I drummed my fingers on the table, my frustration growing. When it looked like Dominic wasn’t going to show, I pulled out my phone and dialed his number.
The line rang twice before cutting off.
“Great,” I muttered under my breath, shoving the phone back into my pocket.
“Relax, I’m here.”
The voice from behind startled me. I turned quickly to see Dominic standing there, looking composed but wary.
“Well, you’re late,” I snapped, standing to meet him.
He raised a hand, his expression calm. “I know. I had a tail. Took me a while to shake them off.”
My brows furrowed as I glanced around the quiet café. “A tail? Are you sure?”
Dominic nodded, sliding into the seat across from me. “One of my guys spotted a car following me. We blocked the road, boxed him in. Some strange man, didn’t put up much of a fight.”
“And you’re just brushing this off?” I asked, my voice sharp.
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