Love the Second Time Around

Chapter 111

 

Chapter 111 A Torture

The knocking continued as I scrambled to get out of bed and put on a coat.

The noise grew louder as I got to my living room. I had no choice but to answer the door before the neighbors filed a complaint against me.

I could have sworn I was this close to biting Dominic’s head off when I saw him at my entrance as soon as I opened the door.

“Are you out of your mind? I need my rest even if you don’t. You’re so inconsiderate.”

Standing under the dim light, Dominic did not say a word but merely stared into my eyes.

 

He actually looks quite scary.

No, I shouldn’t cave. I need to look imposing since I’ve started a fight with him.

 

Straightening my back, I continued scolding him, “What are you looking at? Your actions have successfully unleashed my wrath. If you’re thinking of finding faults with me in the wee hours, please do so in the morning. Bye!”

As I was about to shut the door, he slammed his fist on it.

“Hey… What are you trying to do? What’s this all about? Hey, Dominic, don’t pretend!”

I thought he wanted to throw a punch at me, but he just fell on me unexpectedly.

Panic-stricken, I hugged him and realized that he reeked of alcohol.

Did he hit the bar again? What’s up with him? Is he drunk again?

For a while, I shook him, patted him, and yelled his name, but he did not move a muscle nor give me any response.

Subsequently, I painstakingly pushed him toward the wall so I could see him face to face. Darn it, he has dozed off!

This is ridiculous! What am I supposed to do now with a drunkard?

Recognizing the fact that I had no other option, with all my might, and dragged him to my couch. Then, I sat panting on the floor.

so heavy. Oh my poor, frail

I kicked him twice and slapped him on the face multiple times. Like

mumbled, “He never fails to create trouble for me

to put up a night

for a long time

my room to get

Please don’t

 Who is he asking to stay? Camille, I bet. Wow, what a

of his grip. However, no matter how hard I struggled, he would only tighten his vice-like grip while repeating,

here? Let me go, you’re hurting me.

strength, I sat down

him, he loosened his grip, and

to take off his tie, I helped him

why don’t you go home when you’re drunk? Why did you come

to see him so wasted; I

say that he almost died due to intoxication. Look at you

had no clue what made him drink excessively. He’s

“Don’t go…”

Stop talking and go to sleep.” I found

like a

so much torment, I was exhausted. Whatever, let me get some

the floor and leaned toward

neck was sore and the floor was chilly. I

bleary eyes, I

out of his palm. Thankfully, he was

to my

it, I’ll put up with this

attempting to remove his clothes. After pondering, I decided to fetch

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