Chapter 5

I actually laughed out loud.

Why was Julian here? As if my night wasn't chaotic enough.

I pushed the doors open.

Dominic's face was livid. He was glaring daggers at the man lounging on the couch.

Julian was dressed in a razor-sharp white suit, a slim cigarette pinched between his fingers, looking utterly unbothered.

Smoke curled around him. He caught my eye, winked, and flashed a brilliant, punchable smile.

"Victoria, there you are."

"Your husband is terrifying. He practically tried to throw me out on the street."

The moment Dominic saw me, the tension drained from his shoulders.

He closed…