Love the Second Time Around

Chapter 118 My First And Only Love

Lurking at the doorway, I heard Dominic utter Camille’s name.

Ah, how could I forget that Dominic has a fiancée? I must be the silliest woman on earth. The only people who could contact him at such a late hour are either his family or his partner, the enviable Camille.

The ache in my heart was unbearable, and I felt suffocated by the immense sorrow in my being.

I slammed the bedroom door firmly and locked it before laying back in bed.

That phone call served as a timely reminder of the impropriety of my actions and eliminated all thoughts of Dominic’s ambiguous and heart-fluttering actions earlier that day.

Soon, I heard a few knocks on the door. Dominic was asking me to let him in.

That was fast.

Instead of getting up, I yelled, “My period suddenly came!”

There was only silence on the other side of the door. I was pleasantly surprised at how easy it was to pull the wool over his eyes.

Alas, my relief lasted but a couple of minutes. Dominic began knocking on the door as he declared coldly, “If you don’t open the door, I’ll kick it down myself.”

I buried my head into the blankets to block him out.

Slam! My ears rang painfully from the loud noise. When I lifted my head, it was to the sight of my bedroom door hanging weakly on its hinges. One more kick, and it’ll completely detach from its frame.

was living in, I obediently opened the door for Dominic. My wallet would weep if I needed to get a

door was open, Dominic pinned me down on the bed and placed a hand

shuddered under his touch and

response and asked, “Is your period a passing visitor

head to the side and muttered,

teased, “Excuse? Lying

yourself to pounce on me immediately after ending the call with your fiancée? I may

my virtuous outburst. An ugly sneer, however,

If she hadn’t called, what

pursed my lips, flushing in anger. Stiffly, I replied, “Well, now’s a good time to start fixing our mistakes. We can’t sink further into the rabbit

look away from him

bit struck him dumb, and he stared at me

hold to no avail. Finally, I

he tightened his hold on me. Anger seeped into

I had no idea

our fronts together. With his face barely inches from mine, he growled, “Are you bothered about

the hospital that I didn’t want to be attacked by anyone. Camille’s anxious about you, and your mother forbade me from approaching you. If they knew about our rendezvous, they’re going to give

there was a sharp

wrong with

back on his force, though he kept his teeth on my shoulder. He mumbled, “Is that

“What do you mean that’s all? Why don’t you let me bite you instead? It

demanding, “Is your

did I understand the context of his