Jeniva disappeared into the kitchen to bring some refreshments for Dominick. He, on the other hand, gripped the phone tightly as he lowered his voice to a low hiss.
"Denzel, I have nothing to do with her anymore," Dominick snapped, his eyes darting toward the kitchen to ensure Jeniva was out of earshot.
"But this is happening because of you," Denzel didn't hesitate to speak bluntly. "You need to see this for yourself, Your Highness. This isn't a matter that can be overlooked simply because you signed a divorce decree. Her safety is at stake."
Dominick's jaw tightened, a surge of agitation boiling in his chest. "You are Gabriel's Gamma, Denzel, and that is the only reason I am forgiving your insolence this time," he spat. "If this is Juniper's latest scheme to lure me back into her orbit, tell her I see right through her tactics. I am not a fool. Do not let yourself fall for her lies either."
Before Denzel could offer a rebuttal, Dominick terminated the call.
