When Dominic arrived at the Vega mansion, darkness had already settled over the estate. He had already replaced the guards. From now on, every man stationed around the mansion answered directly to him.
The guards bowed respectfully as he drove through the gates.
Inside, the mansion was unusually quiet, its corridors dimly illuminated by the warm glow of the wall lamps.
Dominic climbed the stairs, his footsteps echoing softly through the silence. Just as he reached the upper floor, the bedroom door opened.
Mila stepped out. The moment her eyes fell on him, her expression changed.
"Dominic…"
Her gaze immediately landed on the thick bandage wrapped around his head. Her heart sank.
"What happened to you?" she asked anxiously. "How did you get hurt?"
Dominic gave her a reassuring smile. "Relax. Don't worry. It was just a small accident."
He deliberately kept the truth from her.
But Mila wasn't convinced.
