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.”

twitched before I could muster a brownnosing smile.

pressed me into the bed

had made a difference, but I had grown more and more sensitive to his touch.

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

had tried a few times to resist begging him, but

lesson and played along. It would eventually work out in my favor

love through the wee hours of the night,

been shopping at a supermarket when Dominic called me. I almost screamed out of glee

heavens must’ve heard my

meant another day of walking around on sore legs. I had been dreaming of the day

finally sleep peacefully and alone

shopping speed increased

into my shopping cart for good measure. As I

around, I realized that it

see you’re doing grocery shopping as

or awkward as he greeted me. I returned

into awkward silence soon

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

hastily and waved

constant threats were nothing if not effective at instilling fear

out of coincidence, and Dominic’s not here either. I should

I slept

absence lasted about a

must be busy 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

knocking bright and early on Sunday morning, dragging me out of my

struggling to open my eyes after

is to veg

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