Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right by PASSION

Suddenly, with a click, Domenic flipped a switch, bathing the room in a soft glow.

Lindsey looked up to see Domenic’s striking features close to her own.

“Domenic, what the hell do you want?” she demanded, anger lacing her tone, seeking an explanation.

He had pulled her into this secluded space and ki*sed her without a word, and she was far from ready to forgive him.

Domenic touched the corner of his mouth, noting the blood where Lindsey had bitten him.

It barely hurt.

His gaze lingered on her.

She was dressed in a lacy top tucked into a black skirt, her figure alluringly highlighted.

Her modest makeup added to her allure, a mix of innocence and appeal.

Recalling the three tips Mercer had given him to charm a girl, Domenic stepped closer, backing Lindsey against the wall.

Domenic leaned over, towering above Lindsey, and looked into her eyes.

and captivating, complimented her, “Lindsey, you look really beautiful

”

fathomless, seemed to

Lindsey’s cheeks

away, yelling, “Get away from me, you

bolted out the door without a second

Domenic was left dumbfounded.

advice, so why was Lindsey

Mercer and

shooting a cold look at Mercer before collapsing onto

puzzled

just a short time outside? And why did it seem like

about what

He was inwardly grumbling.

known this would happen, he wouldn’t

the private room, Lindsey sat on the couch,

expected Domenic to seek her out and

his mistake, instead choosing to ki*s her in

that look in his