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.

heavy. Oh

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

“He never fails to create trouble for

allow him to put up a

his body for a long time and yet I could not find

to my room

go… Please don’t

I bet. Wow, what a pair! He misses her so much albeit being as drunk as a

However, no matter how hard I struggled, he would only tighten his vice-like grip while repeating, “Don’t

you putting up an act here? Let me go, you’re hurting me.

strength, I sat down on the

loosened his grip, and it was less

was trying to take off his tie, I helped him untie it. I

you go home when you’re drunk? Why did

see him

he know how bad his health is? Yvonne and Benjamin say that he almost died due

no clue what made him drink excessively. He’s got everything. So,

“Don’t go…”

Stop talking and go to sleep.” I found

words seemed to work like a charm. Moments later,

was exhausted. Whatever, let me get some

I sat on the floor and leaned toward the

neck was sore and the floor was chilly. I tried to adjust myself

I saw

little, I carefully moved my hand out of his palm.

my

it, I’ll put up with this just

him attempting to remove his clothes. After

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