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 course not. There’s nothing for you to

the bed and got

know if the frequency of our lovemaking had made a difference, but I had grown more and more

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

begging him, but that

I learned my lesson and played

through the wee hours of the night, I was the one who felt utterly spent while he

me. I almost screamed out of glee

heavens must’ve heard

Dominic spent in my house meant another day of walking around on sore legs. I had been dreaming of

finally sleep

shopping speed increased exponentially with my

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

around, I realized that it was Royce. Wow, what a

you’re doing

did not seem stilted or awkward as he greeted me. I returned his greeting and replied, “Yes. I’m running

fell into awkward

tension first by saying, “I’m busy, so I’ll make a move. Enjoy your

and

threats were nothing

I bumped into Royce out of

I slept like a

absence lasted

with Camille; after all, she’s his fiancée. He should be spending more time with her after rendezvousing with me. Though how he manages to keep the fiancée satisfied with a lover in tow,

came knocking bright and early on Sunday morning, dragging me out

yawned in exhaustion, struggling to open my

don’t disturb me. All I want is to veg out in

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