Chapter 112: The Dinner

The dining room was glowing with warm light, glistening chandeliers overhead casting a soft hue over the long oak table.

Everything seemed to be going well, but Dominic’s sharp gaze remained unyielding.

He barely touched the food on his plate, not because it was subpar—it was exquisite, of course—but because he had grown increasingly suspicious.

Plus, he wasn't going to eat in his enemy's territor