The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back by Juliette Vaughan

Chapter 88

Marissa could make Paisley believe that she and Dominick had sealed the deal. And with him drunk like this, maybe fantasy could become a reality.

The wheels were turning in Marissa's head. But Dominick cut her plans short before they could take root. "You should go," he said bluntly. "It's not appropriate for you to stay."

Marissa knew better than to push it. Trying to stick around would only make him resent her, and that was the last thing she wanted.

"Of course," Marissa said sweetly. "I'll head out. Get some rest, Dom. Call me if you need anything, okay?"

Dominick just massaged his temples, the room spinning. All he wanted was to crash and sleep this off. "Sure," he mumbled.

Marissa slipped out of the bedroom, closing the door with a gentle click. But she couldn't bring herself to leave just yet. Instead, she paced the living room, her mind racing with possibilities.

*****

woke up early, unfazed

who was all worked up. The moment she heard her beloved Teddy was hurt, she couldn't

arms when she spotted Marissa coming out from room

Dominick last night-which could only mean one

stiffly, one hand pressed against her lower back. The dark circles under her eyes were hard to miss. Clearly,

she flashed

her completely, holding Serena close as she waited

Between her unsteady legs and the way she kept rubbing her back, she had that unmistakable morning-

act, but she was definitely playing it up for effect. "Dom was crazy last night," Marissa said, her voice dripping honey. "I barely got any sleep. My

for her-Paisley wasn't some guy who'd fall

warning. "Ms. Prescott, do you really think it's appropriate to say things like that in front

young to understand, the suggestive comments

'The nerve of this woman,' she