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.

heavy. Oh my poor, frail

him on the face multiple times. Like a corpse, he was so

never fails to create trouble for

him to put up a

for a long time and yet I could not find

was about to return to my room to get mine,

Please

I bet. Wow,

how hard I struggled, he would only

putting up an act here? Let

of strength, I sat down

he loosened his grip, and it was

off his tie, I helped

don’t you go home when you’re drunk?

see him so

and Benjamin say that he almost

made him drink excessively. He’s got

“Don’t go…”

to sleep.” I found his repeated utterances very

words seemed to work like a charm. Moments later, he

torment, I was exhausted. Whatever, let me get some shut-eye

on the floor and leaned

and the floor

my bleary eyes, I saw

moved my hand out of his palm. Thankfully, he was not awakened by my

a sigh, I went to my bedroom and picked

up with this just

living room, I saw him attempting to remove his clothes. After pondering, I decided

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