The dinner ended peacefully, and they stepped out of the restaurant.
"Let me drop you," Max offered.
Mila turned him down politely. "Don't bother. I'm going with Valentina."
Max glanced at Valentina, disappointment flickering in his eyes. But he didn't argue.
"Alright. Then I'll leave. Good night."
He stepped into his car and drove away.
Valentina looked down at her and asked, "Why didn't you go with him?"
"I don't have any desire to stir jealousy in Dominic," Mila said sarcastically.
Valentina smirked. "He is not here. And I'm not going to tell him anything."
Mila rolled her eyes. "As if you don't know him. He might have someone watching me sneakily."
Valentina laughed. "You understood him quite well."
They walked toward their car. But before they could reach it, a man stepped in front of them, blocking their path.
Mila froze.
His gaze crawled over her, making her skin prickle with discomfort.
She instinctively stepped back.
