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.

for Dominic. My wallet would weep if I needed

open, Dominic pinned me down on the bed

touch and screamed angrily, “Dominic, that’s

a brow in response and asked, “Is your period a passing visitor

I turned my head to the side and muttered, “It

turned my head to face his and teased, “Excuse? Lying about one’s desires isn’t a

lying about my desires! I can’t continue sleeping with an engaged man! Dominic, aren’t you ashamed of your actions? Didn’t Camille call you just now? How could you bring yourself to pounce on me immediately after ending the call with your fiancée?

outburst. An ugly sneer, however, soon

being a hypocrite? If she hadn’t called, what do you think we’ll be

lips, flushing in anger. Stiffly, I replied, “Well, now’s a good time to start fixing

to look away from him as I continued, “Plus, you’re about to marry

bit struck him dumb, and he stared at me wordlessly

against his hold to no avail. Finally, I pleaded, “Let me

freeing me, he tightened his hold on me. Anger seeped into

to be surprised; I had no idea

barely inches from mine, he growled, “Are

I am! I told you before in 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

a sharp

wrong with you? That

his force, though he kept his teeth on my

don’t you let me bite you instead? It hurts like

teeth down on my shoulder once more before demanding, “Is your fear of being chewed out by them the only

understand the context