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. “Of course not.

me into the bed and got down

had grown more and more sensitive to his touch. A few teases were all it took to turn me into a quivering ball of

I was burning with desire and immediately stop his

had tried a few times to resist begging him, but

I learned my lesson and

a thing of mystery to him. Even after making love through the wee hours of the night, I was the one who felt utterly spent while he managed to get himself to work

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

The heavens must’ve

around on sore

sleep

increased exponentially

extra bags of snacks into my shopping cart for good measure. As I

I realized that it was Royce. Wow, what

Zanetti, I see you’re doing grocery

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

fell into awkward silence

saying, “I’m busy, so I’ll

and waved goodbye at

Dominic’s constant threats were nothing if not effective at instilling fear in

am I worrying so much? I bumped into Royce out of coincidence,

Dominic around, I slept

lasted about

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

on Sunday morning, dragging me out

struggling to open my eyes after rushing a

don’t disturb me. All I want is to veg out in bed. Go have fun

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