Love the Second Time Around Novel

Chapter 122

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.”

smile. “Of course not.

the bed and

of our lovemaking had made a difference, but I had grown more and more sensitive to

become more wicked in bed. He would tease me until I

to resist begging him, but that

not outlast him, I learned my lesson and played along.

the night, I was the

out of glee at the news he told me. At

heavens must’ve

house meant another day of walking around on sore legs. I

sleep

increased exponentially with

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

that it was Royce.

Zanetti, I see you’re doing

greeted me. I returned his greeting

awkward

“I’m busy,

and waved

were nothing

I bumped into Royce out of

I slept like

absence lasted about a

with Camille; after all, she’s his fiancée. He should be spending more time with her after rendezvousing with me. Though how

Sunday morning, dragging me

to open my eyes after

All I want is to veg out in bed.

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