Dominic walked into his study. The air was already heavy with his presence before he even spoke.
The faint scent of leather and luxurious wood scent clung to him, mixing with the sharp polish of the room. Celeste was already there, waiting. Her posture was tight, and her curiosity trembled just beneath her skin.
Dominic had texted her from his office earlier that she should wait for him in his study room the moment she gets back from work. He said he had every information she needed.
Dominic didn't say a word at first. He simply walked over, leaned down, kissed the crown of her head, and let his lips linger there for the briefest second before straightening.
In his hand, was a thick file, sealed, heavy, and carrying a weight far darker than paper. He dropped it onto the desk right before her.
