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.

When I lifted my head, it was to the sight of my

door for Dominic. My wallet would weep if I needed to get a

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

under his touch and screamed angrily, “Dominic,

a brow in response and asked, “Is your period

the side and muttered, “It

face his and teased,

I can’t continue sleeping with an engaged man! Dominic, aren’t you 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

outburst. An ugly sneer, however, soon

being a hypocrite? If she hadn’t called, what do you think we’ll be

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

to look away from

him dumb, and he stared at me

no avail.

he tightened his hold

surprised; I had no

lowered his body further, plastering our fronts together. With his face barely inches from mine, he growled, “Are

want to be attacked by anyone. Camille’s anxious about you, and your mother forbade me

ended an explanation, there was a sharp pain in my shoulder. That

Dominic! What’s wrong with

his force, though he kept his teeth on my shoulder. He mumbled, “Is that

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

more before demanding, “Is your fear of being chewed out