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?

I had no other option, with all my might, and

he’s so heavy. Oh

I kicked him twice and slapped him on

to create trouble for me even

him to put up a night here. I

time

return to my room to get mine,

Please don’t

 Who is he asking to stay? Camille, I bet. Wow, what a pair! He

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

act here? Let me go, you’re hurting

I sat down on

loosened his grip, and it was

I helped him untie it. I think he must be

don’t you go home when you’re drunk? Why did you come

see him so wasted;

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

no clue what made him drink excessively. He’s got

“Don’t go…”

and go to sleep.” I found his repeated utterances very

a charm. Moments later, he fell

so much torment, I was exhausted.

the floor and

sore and the floor was chilly. I tried to adjust

through my bleary eyes, I saw Dominic

my hand out of his palm.

to my bedroom and

put up

to the living room, I saw him attempting to remove his clothes. After pondering, I decided to fetch a pail of warm water from

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