———————————————————————Evelyn stepped out of the airport, the cool breeze brushing against her face. The moment her feet touched the pavement, a barrage of camera flashes greeted her, the media's eager voices calling out her name in a relentless chorus. Her hand was tightly gripped by Dominic's, his presence a steady anchor amidst the chaos. She glanced up at him, finding comfort in his calm demeanor. Together, they navigated the path through the throng of reporters, their hands clasped firmly as they moved forward.The cameras clicked incessantly, capturing every step, every glance. Evelyn kept her head down, her heart racing with a mix of anxiety and anticipation. She squeezed Dominic's hand tighter, drawing strength from his unwavering support. The car waited for them just beyond the media frenzy, its sleek black frame a beacon of safety. As they approached, the driver quickly stepped out and opened the door. Dominic guided Evelyn inside, shielding her from the prying eyes and p

———————————————————————Dominic entered the dimly lit interrogation room, his jaw set with a fierce determination. Lucian sat in a metal chair, his hands cuffed to the table in front of him. The sight of the man who had caused Evelyn so much pain ignited a fire of rage within Dominic.Without a word, Dominic crossed the room and slammed his fist into Lucian’s face. The impact sent Lucian’s head snapping back, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He glared up at Dominic, a smirk forming despite the pain.“You think that makes you a man, Dominic?” Lucian taunted, his voice dripping with malice. “Beating up a defenseless prisoner? Evelyn must be so proud.”Dominic’s vision went red. With a roar of anger, he lunged at Lucian, his fists flying. He landed punch after punch, each blow fueled by the memory of what Evelyn had endured. Lucian’s smirk disappeared, replaced by grunts of pain and fear as he tried to shield himself from the relentless assault.Alex burst into the room

———————————————————————Evelyn adjusted the hem of her beautiful summer floral dress as she sat in the car, the fabric light and breezy against her skin. The dress was a burst of vibrant colors—pinks, yellows, and greens—that mirrored her excitement for the day ahead. She glanced over at Dominic, who was himself driving with a contented smile on his face, his hand resting comfortably on the gear shift."I still can't believe we're going on our honeymoon,"Evelyn said, her voice brimming with enthusiasm. "It feels like a dream."Dominic glanced at her, his eyes twinkling with amusement and love. "I wanted it to be a surprise," he replied. "You deserve something special, something unforgettable."Evelyn reached over and squeezed his hand. "It already is. Thank you, Dominic."The car sped smoothly through the streets of London, heading toward the airport. Evelyn watched the cityscape change, her excitement growing with each passing minute.When they finally arrived, Dominic parked