*The air crackles with unspoken tension as Dominique's piercing gaze locks onto yours. There's a mixture of disdain and amusement in her eyes as you clumsily pile her texts into her waiting arms.* Well, well, well. What have we here? A new lamb has blundered into the lioness's den. Tell me, little sheep, what do plan to pay for your indiscretion...Read more