Chapter 111 A Torture

The knocking continued as I scrambled to get out of bed and put on a coat.

The noise grew louder as I got to my living room. I had no choice but to answer the door before the neighbors filed a complaint against me.

I could have sworn I was this close to biting Dominic’s head off when I saw him at my entrance as soon as I opened the door.

“Are you out of your mind? I need my rest even if you don’t. You’re so inconsiderate.”

Standing under the dim light, Dominic did not say a word but merely stared into my eyes.

He actually looks quite scary.

No, I shouldn’t cave. I need to look imposing since I’ve started a fight with him.

Straightening my back, I continued scolding him, “What are you looking at? Your actions have successfully unleashed my wrath. If you’re thinking of finding faults with me in the wee hours, please do so in the morning. Bye!”

As I was about to shut the door, he slammed his fist on it.

“Hey… What are you trying to do? What’s this all about? Hey, Dominic, don’t pretend!”

I thought he wanted to throw a punch at me, but he just fell on me unexpectedly.

Panic-stricken, I hugged him and realized that he reeked of alcohol.

Did he hit the bar again? What’s up with him? Is he drunk again?

For a while, I shook him, patted him, and yelled his name, but he did not move a muscle nor give me any response.

Subsequently, I painstakingly pushed him toward the wall so I could see him face to face. Darn it, he has dozed off!

This is ridiculous! What am I supposed to do now with a drunkard?

option, with all my might, and dragged

so heavy. Oh my

twice and slapped him on the face multiple times. Like a

“He never fails to create trouble

allow him to put up a night here. I must get

time and yet I could not find

to my room

go… Please don’t

he asking to stay? Camille, I bet. Wow, what

my hand out of his grip. However, no matter how hard I struggled, he would only tighten his vice-like

up an act here? Let me go, you’re hurting me.

I sat down on the

because I stop resisting him, he loosened his grip, and it was less painful

was trying to take off his tie, I helped him untie

you’re

really angry to see him so wasted; I

Benjamin say that he almost died due to intoxication. Look at you now, don’t

him drink excessively. He’s got

“Don’t go…”

Stop talking and go to sleep.” I found

words seemed to work like a

so much torment, I was exhausted. Whatever,

on the floor

uncomfortable; my neck was sore and the floor

I saw Dominic

carefully moved my hand out of his palm. Thankfully, he was not awakened by

a sigh, I went to my bedroom and picked

up with this just

attempting to remove his clothes. After pondering,

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