CEO of Manhattan

ont of the mirror. And she was killed right in front of me. There was still blood on the corners of my nails, marking my life forever. "Where is he?" I heard a male voice with an Italian accent.

alked to me about anything. I climbed the last flight of stairs and found my father standing with his back to some boxes. "Daddy?" "What is it, Katherine?" "What happened?" I took a small step forward. "Go back to your room and stay there until school." Oh my. What had I done? "Do you know why Mommy doesn't answer her phone?" He laughed darkly and looked at me in a way that made the hairs on my arms stand on end. Touching my face, he pinched my chin, startling me. Dad used to pretend I didn't exist, he only smiled at me in public. I wasn't used to his touching me, much less him acknowledging my presence. "You're lucky you look like my mother," he said softly and I swallowed hard. "Even if you still have Latin features from your bitch of a mother. Forget the slut. She's not coming back." "Dad?" I gasped. "Go to your fucking room and don't come out." He released me abruptly and I backed away, scared. I turned at the sound of footsteps. A woman was walking sensually toward us, she gave me a dirty look before kissing my father on the mouth. I backed down the hallway, tripping over my feet and I ran... far away. Chapter 1 | Dominic A few years later Los Angeles "Are you ready for the party, honey?" Mom walked past me and studied my clothes. "Always in black." She sighed. "Is there a problem with the color?" "You should wear white, it will make you look younger. You're only in your early twenties, Dominic. You look older and darker." She frowned and I smiled when her gaze changed a little. "Dom, son. Our looks..." "Are you afraid they'll think I'm more than a spoiled young player?" I teased. Mom blushed, cleared her throat and left. My father put down the newspaper and glared at me. I arched my eyebrow, daring him to say something. "You know your mother doesn't get involved in our business." "She's married to you. How could she not be involved?" "You decided to drop out of college and the football team just to be annoying, Dominic? I don't have time to deal with a spoiled brat right now." He looked at his watch. "If you're going to the office with me, we're late." "I'm ready." "Wearing black in this sun?" "You're wearing a suit and I'm not criticizing." He just nodded, picking up his thin