Chapter 122 Acting Guilty

I checked my phone, almost dropping it when I saw who the sender was.

It was a text from Royce from my blind date.

I could not help but feel like I was cheating on him.

In his text, Royce mentioned that he had not contacted me because he had been away on a business trip. He followed that up with an invitation to chat the next day.

Chat? About what? Dominic’s warning remained at the forefront of my mind. If he knew about Royce’s existence, I would be dead meat.

I stared at the doorway guiltily as if expecting Dominic to materialize at any moment. I tapped out a reply to Royce hastily.

I’m sorry, but we shouldn’t keep in touch anymore. I’ve got a boyfriend now.

After I sent out the text, I sighed in relief.

Royce merely replied, Alright.

Just then, footsteps sounded outside the bedroom. I quickly erased Royce’s conversation history and buried my phone under my pillow. To complete my act of innocence, I pretended to be absorbed in drawing.

Dominic’s senses were, however, razor-sharp.

The minute he got on the bed, he pulled me into his arms and gazed at me inquisitively. “You seem nervous. Feeling guilty about something?”

My heart was about to leap out of my throat at that point. Still, I thought I put on a rather convincing act of nonchalance as I replied, “You’re the one who is guilty.”

He began toying with a strand of my hair as he commented, “That’d better be the case. Liliana, you know the consequences.”

I could muster a brownnosing smile.

me into the bed and

had grown more and more sensitive to

He would tease me until I was burning with desire and immediately stop his

few times to resist begging

I learned my lesson and played along. It would eventually work out in my favor

him. Even after making love through the wee hours of the night,

afternoon, I had been shopping at a supermarket when Dominic called me. I almost screamed out of glee at the news he

heavens must’ve heard

of walking around on sore legs. I

could finally sleep peacefully and alone

speed increased exponentially with

my shopping cart for good measure. As I reveled in my mini-celebration, I heard someone

it was Royce. Wow, what a

Zanetti, I see you’re doing grocery shopping

he greeted me. I returned his greeting and replied, “Yes. I’m running out

fell into awkward silence

tension first by saying, “I’m busy, so

nodded hastily and

me with relief. Dominic’s constant threats were nothing if not effective

so much? I bumped into Royce out of coincidence, and Dominic’s not here either. I should hurry home after

I slept like a

absence lasted

rendezvousing with me. Though how he manages to keep the fiancée satisfied with a

bright and early on Sunday morning, dragging

to open my eyes after rushing a manuscript last

All I want is to veg out in bed. Go have

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