Love the Second Time Around

Chapter 122 Acting Guilty

I checked my phone, almost dropping it when I saw who the sender was.

I could not help but feel like I was cheating on him.

In his text, Royce mentioned that he had not contacted me because he had been away on a business trip. He followed that up with an invitation to chat the next day.

Chat? About what? Dominic’s warning remained at the forefront of my mind. If he knew about Royce’s existence, I would be dead meat.

I stared at the doorway guiltily as if expecting Dominic to materialize at any moment. I tapped out a reply to Royce hastily.

I’m sorry, but we shouldn’t keep in touch anymore. I’ve got a boyfriend now.

After I sent out the text, I sighed in relief.

Royce merely replied, Alright.

Just then, footsteps sounded outside the bedroom. I quickly erased Royce’s conversation history and buried my phone under my pillow. To complete my act of innocence, I pretended to be absorbed in drawing.

Dominic’s senses were, however, razor-sharp.

The minute he got on the bed, he pulled me into his arms and gazed at me inquisitively. “You seem nervous. Feeling guilty about something?”

My heart was about to leap out of my throat at that point. Still, I thought I put on a rather convincing act of nonchalance as I replied, “You’re the one who is guilty.”

He began toying with a strand of my hair as he commented, “That’d better be the case. Liliana, you know the consequences.”

My eyelids twitched before I could muster a brownnosing smile. “Of course not. There’s nothing for you to discover.”

pressed me into the bed and got down

grown more and more sensitive to his touch. A few teases were all it took to turn me into a quivering ball of

bed. He would tease me until I was burning with desire and immediately stop his movements, waiting for

had tried a few times to resist begging him, but that only resulted

I learned my lesson and played along. It would eventually work out in

mystery to him. Even after making love through the wee hours of the night, I was the one who felt utterly spent while he managed

me. I almost screamed out of glee at the news

The heavens

of walking around on sore legs. I had been dreaming of the day

sleep peacefully and alone

increased exponentially with

my shopping cart for good measure. As I reveled in my mini-celebration, I heard someone

I realized that it was Royce. Wow,

I see you’re doing

me. I returned

into awkward silence

“I’m busy, so I’ll make a move. Enjoy your

hastily and

with relief. Dominic’s constant threats were nothing if not

into Royce out of coincidence, and Dominic’s not here either.

Dominic around, I slept like

lasted about a

with Camille; after all, she’s his fiancée. He should be spending more time with her after rendezvousing with me. Though how he manages to keep the fiancée satisfied with

bright and early on Sunday morning, dragging me out of my

exhaustion, struggling to open my eyes

is to veg out in bed.