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 my poor,

on the face multiple times. Like

mumbled, “He never fails to create

up a night

long time and yet

to return to my room to get

go… Please don’t

is he asking to stay? Camille, I bet. Wow, what a pair! He misses her so much albeit being

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

sat down on the

loosened his

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

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

was really angry to see him

he almost died due to intoxication. Look at you now, don’t

had no clue what made him

“Don’t go…”

fine. Stop talking and go to sleep.” I found his repeated utterances very

to work like a

exhausted. Whatever, let me

I sat on the floor and leaned toward

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

through my bleary eyes, I saw Dominic

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

my bedroom and picked

up with this just

returned to the living room, I saw him attempting to remove his clothes. After pondering, I decided to fetch a pail of warm

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