> Dominic Grey's POV — After the Wedding
She looked like porcelain in that white dress. Fragile. Breakable. Not made for his world.
And yet, she stood there—signing his name like it meant nothing. Like it didn't bind her to the monster behind the title.
Why her? he wondered. She wasn't glamorous. She wasn't cold or calculating.
She was... real.
And that was the most dangerous thing of all.
He shouldn't have watched her sleep last night.
But he did.
Lying on that mattress, curled into herself like the world had forgotten her.
She made him feel something. Something he had spent years silencing.
And he hated it.