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 by

she heard her beloved Teddy was hurt, she couldn't

arms when she spotted Marissa coming out from

outfit from when she'd rushed off with Dominick

hand pressed against her lower back. The dark circles under her eyes were hard to miss. Clearly, she hadn't

Marissa spotted Paisley, she flashed an easy smile. "Morning,

ignored her completely, holding Serena close

with the cold shoulder. Instead, she sauntered over to where Paisley stood. Between her unsteady legs and the way she kept rubbing her back, she had that unmistakable morning- after

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 whole body aches, and just look at these

for her-Paisley wasn't some guy

hint of warning. "Ms. Prescott, do you really think it's appropriate to say things like

young to understand, the suggestive comments still made

Marissa. 'The nerve of