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.

he’s so heavy. Oh my poor, frail

catching a breather, I kicked him twice and slapped him on the face multiple times.

mumbled, “He never fails to create trouble

I can’t allow him to put up a night here. I

long time and

to return to my room

go… Please

Camille, I bet. Wow, what a pair! He misses

his grip. However, no matter how hard I struggled, he

you putting up an act here? Let me go,

I sat

was because I stop resisting him, he loosened his grip, and it was less painful for

his tie, I helped him

go home when you’re drunk? Why

see him so wasted; I pinched

and Benjamin say that he almost died due to intoxication.

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

“Don’t go…”

fine. Stop talking and go to

a charm. Moments later, he

so much torment, I was exhausted. Whatever,

floor and leaned

was sore and

my bleary eyes, I

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

to my bedroom and picked up the

put up with this just

his clothes. After pondering, I decided to fetch a pail of warm water

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