Dominic Stone demanded in a dangerous tone. He kept his gaze trained on his estranged wife, Rinah. He didn’t trust his ability to even look at Michael Fielding, her lunch partner, without snapping the man’s neck. Dominic had never been so livid in his life. But he would be damned before he displayed such a revealing emotion. He and Rinah had been separated for the past eight months, but to encounter her unexpectedly, in a crowded restaurant, was playing havoc with his control. Seeing her having lunch with a known womanizer and sleazy lawyer wasn’t going to be tolerated while he lived and had breath in his body. Rinah was already testing his patience by defying him, seemingly at every turn. For starters, he’d only recently been told she had begun working at a local law firm, in direct defiance of his wishes. She’d agreed to not work while their children were still in grade school. Their daughter was only three months old and their son, four years.
