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?

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

he’s so heavy. Oh

on the face multiple times.

fails to create trouble for me even when he’s

him to put up a

searched his body for a long time and yet

my room to get mine, he

go… Please

stay? Camille, I bet. Wow, what a

tried to wriggle my hand out of his grip. However, no matter how hard I struggled, he would

an act here? Let me

strength, I sat down on

him, he loosened his grip, and it was less painful for

that he was trying to take off his tie, I helped him untie it. I think he must be feeling

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

see him so wasted; I pinched him

Benjamin say that he almost died

clue what made him drink excessively. He’s got

“Don’t go…”

to sleep.” I found his repeated utterances very

work like a charm. Moments later,

much torment, I was exhausted. Whatever, let me get some

sat on the floor

neck was sore and the floor was chilly. I tried to

eyes, I saw Dominic sleeping

carefully moved my hand out of his palm. Thankfully,

my bedroom and

it, I’ll put up

attempting to remove his clothes.

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