DOMINIC

“What do you want?”

I never thought I'd see Isabella Rossi again, much less find myself sitting across from her in my study.

Isabella lifted one eyebrow. “That's not a very nice way to treat your partner.”

“Partner?” I repeated dryly.

“You got what you wanted because of the information I gave you.”

“And?”

She took a small sip from her glass before setting it down. “Now it's time for you to help me.”

I leaned back in my chair. “Why should I do that?”

“You owe me, Dominic. I never asked you for money. I never asked for anything when I gave you everything you needed to get...