Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right by PASSION

Lindsey hadn’t laid eyes on Domenic in several days, and he seemed even more striking than she remembered.

Clad in a black overcoat and a well-fitting black suit, Domenic entered to find Lindsey on the floor, injured and vulnerable.

His eyes narrowed at the sight.

Then he looked at Chayce, with a murderous look in his deep eyes.

Domenic’s intense presence made Chayce’s skin crawl.

He backed away nervously, stammering, “What… What are you doing here? This is my yacht… Ah!”

But before Chayce could finish, Domenic lunged at him, landing a solid punch on his face and sending him crashing to the floor.

Chayce wiped blood from his mouth and scrambled to his feet.

He had underestimated Domenic, viewing him solely as a man with nothing but a pretty face.

Gripping the knife from the table, Chayce swung it viciously at Domenic.

In a state of panic, Lindsey cried out, “Watch out!”

and seized the moment to land a kick directly

teeth flew

then pressed his polished leather shoe firmly

only whimper in pain

his arm was grabbed, Domenic’s chilling voice echoed

this the hand you used to

but a scream of agony escaped him as his

then that Chayce understood the terrifying nature of the

match for

grabbed a knife from the

back, Chayce scrambled up and bolted

there were his men outside the

went out, he couldn’t escape at

hurried over

untied the ropes binding her, dr@ped his coat over her

marred with injuries, Domenic’s heart felt as

had come

so slightly as Domenic clasped Lindsey’s pale

to see the pained