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.”

eyelids twitched before I could muster a brownnosing smile. “Of

into the bed and got down

difference, but I had grown more and more sensitive to his touch. A few

would tease me until I was burning with desire and immediately stop his movements, waiting for me to beg

few times to resist begging him, but that only resulted

I could not outlast him, I learned my lesson and played along. It would eventually work out

night, I was the one who felt utterly spent while he managed to get

a supermarket when Dominic called me. I almost screamed out of glee at the news he told me. At last, he was no longer

heavens

on sore legs. I had been dreaming of

could finally sleep

shopping speed increased

some extra bags of snacks into my shopping cart for good measure. As I reveled in my mini-celebration,

realized that it was

Zanetti, I see you’re doing grocery

not seem stilted or awkward as he greeted me. I returned his greeting and replied,

awkward silence

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

nodded hastily and waved

constant threats were nothing if

of coincidence, and

I

lasted about a

should be spending more time with her after rendezvousing with me. Though how

Sunday morning,

to open my eyes after rushing a manuscript last

to veg out in bed. Go

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