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.

Oh

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

fails to create trouble for me

put up a night here. I must

a long time and yet

was about to return to my room to get

go… Please don’t

faltered at his soft request. Who is he asking to stay? Camille, I bet. Wow, what a pair!

how hard I struggled, he would

up an act here? Let

of strength, I sat down on

he loosened his grip, and it was less painful for

off his tie, I helped him untie it. I think he must be

home when you’re drunk? Why did you

angry to see him so

is? Yvonne and Benjamin say that he almost died due to intoxication. Look at you now, don’t you care

him drink

“Don’t go…”

Stop talking and go to

words seemed to work like a charm. Moments

was exhausted. Whatever,

on the floor and leaned

rather uncomfortable; my neck was sore and the floor was chilly. I tried

my bleary eyes, I saw Dominic sleeping

moved my hand out of his palm. Thankfully, he

to my

it, I’ll put up with this just

his clothes. After pondering, I

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