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.

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 between my

under his touch and screamed

in response and asked,

side and

face his and teased, “Excuse? Lying about

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? I may not like her, but as

outburst. An ugly sneer, however,

If she hadn’t called, what do you think

Stiffly, I replied, “Well, now’s a good time

my eyes, and I had to look away from him as I

and he stared at

no avail. Finally, I pleaded, “Let me

freeing me, he tightened his hold on

my turn to be surprised; I had no idea what had

our fronts together. With his face barely inches from

bit my lips and arranged my features into a calm expression. “Of course 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

an explanation, there was a sharp pain in my shoulder.

wrong with

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

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

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

understand the context of his