Love the Second Time Around Novel

Chapter 118 My First And Only Love

Lurking at the doorway, I heard Dominic utter Camille’s name.

I froze in surprise. My whole body felt like it was in pain, most of all my heart.

Ah, how could I forget that Dominic has a fiancée? I must be the silliest woman on earth. The only people who could contact him at such a late hour are either his family or his partner, the enviable Camille.

The ache in my heart was unbearable, and I felt suffocated by the immense sorrow in my being.

I slammed the bedroom door firmly and locked it before laying back in bed.

That phone call served as a timely reminder of the impropriety of my actions and eliminated all thoughts of Dominic’s ambiguous and heart-fluttering actions earlier that day.

Soon, I heard a few knocks on the door. Dominic was asking me to let him in.

That was fast.

Instead of getting up, I yelled, “My period suddenly came!”

There was only silence on the other side of the door. I was pleasantly surprised at how easy it was to pull the wool over his eyes.

Alas, my relief lasted but a couple of minutes. Dominic began knocking on the door as he declared coldly, “If you don’t open the door, I’ll kick it down myself.”

I buried my head into the blankets to block him out.

rang painfully from the loud noise. When I lifted my head, it was to the sight of my bedroom door hanging weakly on its hinges. One more

obediently opened the door for

on the bed and placed a hand between my thighs, catching

touch and

a brow in response and asked, “Is your period a passing visitor or

side

and teased, “Excuse? Lying about one’s desires

ashamed of your actions? Didn’t Camille call you just now? How could you bring yourself to pounce on me immediately after ending the call with your fiancée? I may not like her, but as a fellow woman, I can’t make her suffer a cheating partner, even if she’s the

virtuous outburst. An ugly sneer,

If she hadn’t called, what do

now’s a good time to start fixing our mistakes. We can’t sink further into the

pricked at my eyes, and I had to look away from him as I continued, “Plus, you’re about

dumb, and he

against his hold to no avail. Finally, I pleaded, “Let

hold on

be surprised; I

plastering our fronts together. With his face barely inches from mine, he

I didn’t want to be attacked by anyone. Camille’s anxious about you, and your mother forbade me from approaching you. If they knew about our rendezvous, they’re going to give me h*ll. I can’t and won’t want to deal

as I ended an explanation, there was a

wrong

though he kept his teeth on my

mean that’s all? Why don’t you let me bite you instead? It hurts

his teeth down on my shoulder once more before demanding, “Is your fear of being chewed out by them the