Love the Second Time Around Novel

Chapter 16 Pandering To Dominic

No, their family is insatiable! Even if I capitulate now, they can still seek my parents out and kick up a fuss in the future. As such, I definitely can’t give in to them!

“Julius, I actually want to end things amicably with you. But since you’re now blackmailing me after you cheated on me in the first place, then don’t blame me for disregarding our past affections. If you really want to go so far, then I’ll play your game by all means!”

Without waiting for a response from him, I hung up on him with a beep and even blacklisted his number.

Hmph! We’ll just see who can hold out longer! Besides, I’ve got Dominic backing me up, no? As long as he doesn’t testify, the fact that I committed copyright theft doesn’t exist. As for the issue of having lost my virginity before marriage… Well, I lost it to Dominic anyway, so I’ll just bring him home to meet my parents if worse comes to worst. No matter what, I’ll never cave in! Therefore, I must curry favor with him for now and never offend him.

After making up my mind, I promptly called room service and asked for a blow-dryer. Quickly drying my hair, I then fell into slumber the moment my head hit the pillow. I was resolved to look my best tomorrow since the crisis would likely pass if I pander to him and get into his good graces.

However, my sleep was fitful with countless bizarre dreams that alternated from Julius chasing after me with a machete and Dominic pinning me down while urging me to repay the debt I owed him. When I woke up, a beam of light filtered in through the window. I touched my forehead, only to find it all sweaty.

Subsequently, I dragged my tired body to the bathroom and washed up. When I came out after I was done, the phone in the room rang.

one knows that I’m here. Still, I answered the phone

Ms. Zanetti. This is Calvin Merchant here. I’m already waiting

Calvin… Merchant?

time I heard his voice. It was low and rich, very mellifluous.

I… No, I mean, this

didn’t ask him the question playing in my mind. Perhaps it was because he had been as cold as

he’s hungry and requested

he has money and an assistant, yet he’s adamant about picking me up so that I can buy him breakfast! Suddenly, I felt that

waiting, Ms. Zanetti,” Calvin reminded coldly when I said

morosely. “Okay, got it. I’ll come down

be waiting, Ms. Zanetti.” After saying that, Calvin unceremoniously hung up. Meanwhile, I

packed up

hotel, my attention was snagged by a black Maserati right at the entrance. Through

almost