Dominic wasn't pleased as was evident from the way he began tapping the floor with his feet. His shoes clicking softly against the floor in rhythmic flow..tap..tap..tap. "This is dangerous. I don't think you should attend the conclave." Veronica's head was beginning to hurt and that was not because of some stupid mage or ghost trying to get to her. The cause of her headache stood before her- a cold smile plastered on a handsome face- the kind of handsome that got to her bones- that and a wildly beating heart. Valencia blurted, "Why, so that you don't lose the one potential mate, that you don't actually have?" Dominic's eyes stared at her in shock. He opened his mouth to bark an angry retort. But, he instead replied in a steely voice, "Oh, now I am the villain here?" Valencia's temper was flaring and there wasn't anybody else near her to face the heat. More often than not, Dominic was on the receiving side. Tonight, it seemed no different. He s
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