Crushed Affections (Dominic and Bella)

Chapter 127

Chapter 127 Why Pick a Fight Now?

It wasn't until his lips brushed against hers that she snapped out of it. She shoved him back. "I'm hungry now!"

Dominic's gaze darkened slightly. With one hand braced against the bed, he kept her pinned. The other hand tugged off his tie effortlessly. "You just never listen, do you?"

Bella swallowed nervously. "W-What are you doing?"

He didn't answer. With a swift motion, he wrapped his tie around her wrists, binding them together. Her delicate hands looked so tragile, and her resistance seemed weak and meaningless. The soft fabric of the tie robbed against her pale skin, leaving faint red marks. The black pencil skirt she wore was modest yet form-fitting. His hands liked it up easily. With the hem pushed to her waist, her long legs were fully exposed.

A deep blush crept across Bella's face as she squirmed, trying to close her legs in protest. However, when he bent down to kiss her again, she was already out of ways to push him off.

The kiss was hot and overpowering, scattering her thoughts. His tongue pried her lips apart, seizing every bit of her resistance. She was breathless, and just when she thought she might pass out from the intensity, he pulled away,

His lips trailed down to her neck and collarbone. It felt like sparks were coursing through her entire body, spreading from wherever he touched, setting her nerves

on fire.

low whisper brushed against her ear. "See? You like me. You can't say no, no

shut, unwilling to acknowledge the truth. His deliberate teasing was getting to her.

When he tried to

she gathered every ounce of courage she had. "Don't you feel disgusted? Doesn't it make you sick

He lifted himself off her and stared at her with cold eyes. "Why pick a fight now of all

filled the room before the pressure on her chest disappeared. She felt the the slip

it felt like

but falling deeper into this mess wasn't an option

had formed two decades ago and had been growing ever since, keeping them on opposite sides. Whoever dared cross

with her after moments like this. As expected,

at the dining table, surrounded by dishes

into eating, "Ms. Jones, you should at least eat a little. You're so thin. You're a doctor and should know it's unhealthy to be too thin." Bella propped her chin on her hand in frustration and asked, "Did Dominic tell you to

Hella