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. There’s nothing for you

pressed me into the bed

had grown more and more sensitive to his touch. A few teases were all

would tease me until I was burning with

a few times to resist begging him,

him, I learned my lesson and played along. It

to him. Even after making love through the wee hours of the night, I was the one who felt

when Dominic called me. I almost screamed out of glee at the news he

The heavens must’ve heard

of walking around on sore legs.

finally sleep peacefully and alone

increased exponentially

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

it was Royce. Wow, what

you’re doing grocery shopping as

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

fell into awkward silence

busy,

nodded hastily and waved goodbye at

me with relief. Dominic’s constant threats were nothing if

I bumped into Royce out of coincidence, and Dominic’s not here either. I should hurry

I slept like a

absence lasted about

time with her after rendezvousing with me.

Sunday morning, dragging me

exhaustion, struggling to open my

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

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