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 hinges. One more kick, and it’ll completely

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

door was open, Dominic pinned me down on the bed and placed

shuddered under his touch and screamed angrily, “Dominic, that’s

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

head to the side and muttered, “It

head to face his and teased, “Excuse? Lying

yourself to pounce on me immediately after ending the call

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

called, what do

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

look away from him as I continued, “Plus, you’re

last bit struck him dumb, and he stared at me wordlessly for a

to no avail. Finally, I

hold on me. Anger seeped into his

was my turn to be surprised; I had no idea what

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

hospital that I didn’t want to be attacked by anyone. Camille’s anxious about you, and your mother

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

What’s wrong with you? That

kept his teeth on my shoulder.

Why don’t you let me bite you instead? It hurts like

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