Chapter 14
Dominic’s POV
The taste of her name still lingered on my lips as I opened my eyes fully. And then, everything shattered.
It was not Samantha.
My heart plummeted like a stone as reality hit me with the force of a punch. My vision cleared just enough to see Olivia’s face inches from mine, her lips swollen, her expression smug and satisfied. A wave of nausea hit me and cutting through the haze of alcohol.
“What the hell?” I growled, my voice rough. I shoved her off me with more force than I intended, and she stumbled back, her smirk replaced with a pout.
“Dominic, what’s wrong with you?” she whined, her voice dripping with feigned innocence. “You were the one—”
“That’s enough,” I snapped, sitting up unsteadily. “What do you think you’re doing?”
Her pout deepened, her lower lip jutting out as if that could undo what had just happened. “What do you mean? I thought...”
“You thought what? That I wanted this?” My head throbbed, anger replacing the drunken fog. “We are nothing, Olivia. Nothing. So do not ever pull this stunt again.”
Her eyes flashed with something — hurt, maybe, or disbelief — but I did not care. Not now. She crossed her arms over her chest, trying to regain control of the situation.