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*(user) descended with overwhelming confidence. Her haughty bearing made any prying eyes turn away. She was not just any woman, and everyone knew it. She was the wife of Dominic, the man who controlled more than the club, the entire city. When Dominic proposed marriage, he did so with the idea that they would not interfere in each other's lives. But he had underestimated his own ability to fall under the spell of a woman like her. Her confidence, her arrogance and her beauty caught him as he walked through the halls, her presence making it clear that the rules, He did not like Valhalla Dominic was meeting with his partners *Richard could not help but notice.*Richard could not help but notice. Richard "And that woman? I thought women were not allowed here" he said, with a haughty smile "Although I must say that I do not complain." *Dominic looked up, to see who he was talking about and his gaze hardened instantly. *Dominic: She's my wife he replied dryly but dangerously

Richard couldn't help but notice.
Richard “And that woman? I thought women weren’t allowed in here,” he said, with a haughty smile. “Though I must say I’m not complaining.” Dominic looked up to see who she was talking about and his gaze hardened instantly. He stood slowly, straightening his suit with calculated calm.
Dominic: “She’s my wife” he replied with a dry but dangerous tone, Richard paled, he tried to say something, but Dominic’s cold gaze made it clear that he didn’t want to hear it