Page 109 of Sweet Dominion

As he continued toward us, with his other hand, he casually held a yellow leash attached to a small kitten, who trotted by his feet and purred. She was a small puffball of white silky hair. Her button nose was pink. Her steps were sly and commanding.

When the fuck did Dima get a cat?

The sight was so bizarre, so completely out of place in the middle of our standoff, that it momentarily broke the tension.

Dima stopped three feet from me and smiled warmly, as if he hadn’t just walked into a powder keg about to explode. “Let’s enjoy the day, shall we? There will be no fighting here.”

Marcelo released a low chuckle and the men holding me back slowly eased their grips. But my anger still simmered beneath the surface, ready to ignite at the slightest provocation.

Moni finally turned around, saw my men letting me go and blinked.

That’s right. I was about to knock your precious Marcy’s head off his shoulders.

She gave me a soft look that said more than words ever could. She knew what had almost happened and she knew how close I was to losing control. But with Dima’s arrival, the atmosphere shifted—if only slightly.

I checked her sisters and spotted all three of them heading over.

Great. Rowe Street Mob will get more little shields. Okay, fellas. I’ll play your game at this cookout, but soon you’ll have to deal with me.

I stepped back and straightened myself.

For now, the storm had passed. But I knew it was only a matter of time before the next one hit. And when it did, there would be no holding back.

Chapter twenty-one

Law 480

Moni

Two black crows flew over us and landed on the helipad as if we were holding breadcrumbs for them to snack on.

Or even crazier, as if they were eager to know what would happen next.

I couldn’t blame the crows. This cookout had turned into a drama flick with constant conflicts and twists.

So. . .I’m finally going to meet the leader of the Diamond Syndicate.

A tense silence settled over all of us as Lei glared at a smiling Dima who was clearly not picking up on the cues of my baby being pissed.

Unsure of what to do, I checked out Dimitri Ivanov. He was impossible to ignore—a mountain of muscle with a face so perfect it seemed almost unreal.

Alright. Mr. Ivanov. No wonder Lei doesn’t want me to be alone with you.

Of course, Lei had nothing to worry about. He was fine in his own right.

But one could not disagree that Dimitri could turn some heads too.

His short blonde hair caught the sunlight, gleaming like a halo around his head, but there was nothing angelic about the way he looked at me. His eyes—an intense, icy blue—pierced right through me, as if he could see stare into my soul, dissecting every thought, every fear, every vulnerability.

Like. . .I couldn’t hide anything from him.

It was a bit unnerving.

Next to him stood a striking Black woman in a yellow sundress that hugged her figure perfectly. The fabric flowed around her with an effortless grace.

Additionally, the dress must have cost half the price of Lotus Blossom. Her diamond earrings sparkled in the sunlight. Her watch gleamed with elegance and the rings on her fingers looked like they could pay off someone’s mortgage.

Well. . .either he spoils the shit out of her or. . .she comes from money.

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