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.

I lifted my head, it was to the sight of my bedroom door hanging weakly on its

in, I obediently opened the door for Dominic. My wallet would weep if I needed to get a new door

the bed and placed a hand between my thighs,

under his touch and screamed angrily, “Dominic,

and asked, “Is your period a passing visitor

head to the side and muttered, “It

his and teased, “Excuse? Lying about one’s desires isn’t a

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 most

at my virtuous outburst. An ugly sneer, however, soon

she hadn’t called,

pursed my lips, flushing in anger. Stiffly, I replied, “Well, now’s a good time to start fixing our mistakes. We

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

him dumb, and he

struggled against his hold to no avail.

freeing me, he tightened his hold on me. Anger seeped into his

turn to be surprised; I

With his face barely inches from mine, he growled, “Are you bothered about me dating

attacked by anyone. Camille’s anxious about you, and your mother forbade me from approaching

there was a sharp pain in my shoulder.

wrong with

back on his force, though he kept his teeth

I shouted, “What do you mean that’s all? Why don’t

his teeth down on my shoulder once more before demanding, “Is your fear