Love the Second Time Around

Chapter 16 Pandering To Dominic

No, their family is insatiable! Even if I capitulate now, they can still seek my parents out and kick up a fuss in the future. As such, I definitely can’t give in to them!

Without waiting for a response from him, I hung up on him with a beep and even blacklisted his number.

Hmph! We’ll just see who can hold out longer! Besides, I’ve got Dominic backing me up, no? As long as he doesn’t testify, the fact that I committed copyright theft doesn’t exist. As for the issue of having lost my virginity before marriage… Well, I lost it to Dominic anyway, so I’ll just bring him home to meet my parents if worse comes to worst. No matter what, I’ll never cave in! Therefore, I must curry favor with him for now and never offend him.

After making up my mind, I promptly called room service and asked for a blow-dryer. Quickly drying my hair, I then fell into slumber the moment my head hit the pillow. I was resolved to look my best tomorrow since the crisis would likely pass if I pander to him and get into his good graces.

However, my sleep was fitful with countless bizarre dreams that alternated from Julius chasing after me with a machete and Dominic pinning me down while urging me to repay the debt I owed him. When I woke up, a beam of light filtered in through the window. I touched my forehead, only to find it all sweaty.

Subsequently, I dragged my tired body to the bathroom and washed up. When I came out after I was done, the phone in the room rang.

Hmm? Logically speaking, no one knows that I’m here. Still, I answered the phone in mystification.

here. I’m already waiting in the car

Calvin… Merchant?

the first time I heard his voice. It was low and rich, very

You… I… No, I mean, this early?” I

the question playing in my mind. Perhaps it was because he had been as cold as ice the few times I had seen him that I still harbored fear

and requested that you buy him

almost burst a blood vessel. Jeez, he has money and an assistant, yet he’s adamant about picking me up so that I can buy him breakfast! Suddenly, I felt that pandering to him wouldn’t be a walk in the park. Argh!

Ms. Zanetti,” Calvin reminded coldly when I said nothing for

pouted morosely. “Okay, got it.

Calvin unceremoniously hung up. Meanwhile, I was foaming

dourly packed up

of the hotel, my attention was snagged by a black Maserati right at the entrance. Through the car

moment, my eyes almost popped out of

around in such a luxurious car just to