<b>Chapter </b><b>66</b>
Dominic
“What about her?” I sit up more, already rubbing my temples with worry.
From the other end of the line, Frank says, “Since she can’t reach you, <b>she’s </b>called me a few times in thest hour but I haven’t picked up any of her calls or replied to the long message she sent
<b>I </b>shake my head with a sigh. “Seriously? I thought something really bad happened.”
“This is definitely serious! I don’t want to deal with your crazy ex–girlfriend, so you better deal with her.”
“What did her message say?”
“She wants to see you so you can talk and if you choose to ignore her, she’ll camp right outside your house <b>until </b>it raises suspicions.”
“Is she <b>that </b>desperate?”
“If she’s telling you this through me, isn’t it obvious?”
“I hope you blocked her.”
“Of course I did, but you better deal with her madness before she shows up at my house. Just talk to her or something because I don’t want her here.”
“No.”
“Would you rather she camps outside your house?”
I’ll make sure that doesn’t happen.”
“Bur-”
“I’ll talk to youter.”
<b>“</b>Wait-
I end the call and sigh heavily, thinking about the lengths Carme’s trying to go to just to get my attention.
“Is everything <b>okay</b>?” Vanessa asks.
“Yeah.”
“You don’t look okay.”
“It doesn’t matter.” I look outside the window, clenching my <b>jaw</b>
It seems that the change in my mood has put an end to Vanessa’s annoying chat as she stops texting and chuckling. It’s better this way. Otherwise, it would only annoy me even more.
It hasn’t <b>even </b>been twenty four hours <b>since </b>I ended my rtionship with Carme and she’s already threatening to do something that’ll obviously he a bad <b>look </b>for me, but no. She’s not getting what she wants. I ended our rtionship and it needs to stay that way.
“We’re almost at the store,” I say to Vanessa. “People will be watching. <b>You </b><b>know </b>what to do.”
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“Of course.”
“Good.”
Vanessa
While holding hands, Dominic and I walk into Sophie’s elegant store and I feel my heart begin to <b>race</b>. Maybe it’s because I haven’t been <b>this </b>way with him for a few days <b>now</b>.
The walls are a blend of <b>white </b>and ck and the warm lighting from the chandeliers makes the jewelry sets on disy even more sparkly. I can only imagine what it’ll look like once the diamond collection <b>will </b>be on disy.
I know he wants to go up right away to his sister’s office, but I feel like checking out a few sets just for a minute.
“I only have an hour. Come on, let’s go,” he says to me, his tone gentle as he smiles at me.
“Just a minute. I just want to look at this set, please?”
“Fine, make it quick.”
I <b>nce </b>around at the other customers and the store assistants looking on, and they try to hide their amusement at our interaction, but it’s pretty obvious to Dominic and I.
While he stands behind me, I lean forward to check out one of the sets, my lips curving into a <b>smile </b>at how beautiful it is.
“This is gorgeous,” I say to him <b>as </b>I look back.
“Huh? Yes, it is,” he says, not looking in my direction as he clears his throat. Did I <b>miss </b>something?
o when he wraps
his arm
Not wanting to dy Dominic, I walk over to him so we can go upstairs, and I hold in <b>my </b>gasp around my waist. It’s been a while since he touched me there.
Composing myself, I rx my shoulders as we head to the elevator.
He presses the button once we’re <b>inside</b><b>, </b>then drops <b>his </b>arm from my waist the moment no one can see <b>us</b>.
“Sophie can be a loudmouth sometimes, always reporting even the most unnecessary things to my parents. That’s why I expect you to keep <b>this </b>up. Who knows what she’ll say!”
“I know. <b>You </b>don’t have to remind me. Besides, the only reason <b>you </b>apanied me was so you could show off.
Just as the elevator gets to our intended floor, he says, “Give me your hand.”
Slowly, I give <b>him </b>my <b>hand </b>and just like a few minutes ago, my heart starts racing. What’s wrong with me?
The elevator opens <b>and </b>in the corridor, a few members of staff, elegantly dressed in suits, wee us while standing still and making way for us.
With his head high, Dominic leads the way and I walk behind him while still holding his <b>hand</b>. I can’t help but stare at his broad back. Even though <b>he’s </b><b>in </b>a long sleeved white shirt, I can still make out the outline of the muscles on his back.
Telling <b>myself </b><b>to </b>stop <b>having </b>such thoughts, I look away.
I can already hear <b>Sophie’s </b>voice <b>as </b><b>she </b>speaks to someone. It could be on the phone or someone in her office.
As soon as Dominic opens the door and steps into her office first she says, “Where’s Vanessa?”
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<b>vas </b>just making sure.” <b>She </b>sighs.
ere she is, he <b>says</b>, opening the door wider so she can see me,
soon as our eyes meet, Sophie rises from her seat with a bright smile. “You’re here! I’ve been <b>waiting </b>for <b>you</b>!”
ull away from Dominic’s grip as Sophie and I embrace each other. From that angle, I can see him <b>and </b>he crosses <b>his </b>arms. he pokes his cheek. Is he jealous right <b>now</b>?
thought you wereing <b>alone</b>. I didn’t know you wereing with my brother.” She smacks the side of his arm.
<b>had </b><b>an </b>hour to spare so I thought I’d apany my wife, Dominic steps in.
<b>eah</b>, yeah, she rolls her eyes at him. “You always get to be with her and I don’t, yet you’re still here.”
There’s nothing wrong with wanting to be around my wife so much. He looks at me with <b>a </b>warm smile. <b>It </b>almost feels enuine, but I know it’s not. “Well, bring out those nes so we can see them.”
<b>know </b>he’s putting on <b>a </b>show, but it also feels like he’s trying to shut out what he’s feeling. It hasn’t even been twenty four ours since he broke up with Carme.
Pleasee and sit with me,” Sophie says to us, leading the way to the white sofas as she gives instructions to her assistant.
Jominic and I sit right next to <b>each </b>other and I <b>can </b>only hope he doesn’t wrap his arm <b>around </b>my sensitive waist again.
<b>As </b>Sophie’s assistant brings <b>a </b>few ck boxes and sets them on the table, I can tell just how excited she is about theunch.
“You guys, this <b>is </b>my first diamond ne collection and I have so many expectations!” She gently ps,
“It’ll be <b>a </b>huge sess,” I assure her<b>.</b>
“Oh,e on” She chuckles. “You <b>haven’t </b>even seen any piece yet.
“It’s going to suck. Dominic yfully <b>chimes </b>in.
“Hey!” She shoots him <b>a </b>yful re, then looks back at me. I heard from mom that you have some business ideas. <b>I </b><b>want </b>to know all <b>about </b>them!<b>”</b>
“Well, I don’t have anything concrete yet. Someone <b>said </b>he’d help me but that hasn’t yet happened. I gesture with my head
<b>toward </b>Dominic
“Big brother, what are you waiting for?” She frowns.
“I’ve just been busy, <b>okay</b><b>? </b>I’ll definitely get to it,” he says..
“Please don’t make me wait too long.” I turn to face him and look into his <b>eyes</b>.
“I won’t.”
I hope he <b>means </b>it because I’m eager to learn.
Our
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es lock for a few <b>seconds </b><b>as </b>we smile at each other <b>and </b>I can’t seem to look away, neither can he
I’m unable to read the look in <b>his </b>eyes but whatever it is, it’s intense, <b>and </b>I actually feel a little intimidated by it. I even feel
my heart racing again
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It’s only when Sophie clears her throat that we break eye contact
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w about you check them out now?” Sophie says with enthusiasm, pointing at the boxesid out on the <b>table</b>.
sar my throat topose myself, then pick up one of the bores and open it. At the sight of the sparkling diamond ce. I <b>gasp </b>in amazement.
beautiful, I whisper.
u think so?” She giggles, cing a hand on her chest.
uess this collection won’t suck after all.” Dominic yfully chimes in.
take that as apliment, she says to <b>him</b>, then looks at me “Hey, how about you try it on?”
f course.” I nod with enthusiasm.
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ive that to me,” Dominic says, holding out his hand. My <b>eyes </b>linger on his veiny wrist and I press my lips together to stay mposed. As soon as I give him the ne, he rises to his feet, then towers over me and says, “Come with me.”
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There are you taking me?” <b>I </b><b>ask</b>.
o the mirror. Let’s go.
aphic giggles as I hold onto his hand and he leads the way to therge mirror.
stand in front of it and he’s right behind me, both of us able to see our full bodies. And then there’s Sophie, standing on the ther side with her assistant as they look on
lowly, he lifts my hair that’s fallen over my shoulders and <b>pushes </b>it to the back, the sensation making me <b>arch </b>my back just little<b>.</b>
le doesn’t even seem t
to notice <b>as </b>he focuses on his task.
As his fingers graze my skin<b>, </b>a shiver runs down my spine and I shut my eyes for a moment, trying not to bite my lip
ust as I tell myself to open my eyes, I fail to bring myself to do it as his hands sp the diamond ne around my neck. His fingers brush right against my corbone and my skin tingles, I don’t know how to exin it, but it feels like my senses are heightened right <b>now</b>.
At the sensation of his warm breath on the side of my neck, I lean against his chest and slightly arch my back, feeling my ass rub against his crotch. His fingers also linger on my <b>skin </b>while he rearranges my <b>hair </b>soane more.
Then, he ces his hands on my exposed shoulders and it’s so sensual that I press my thighs together<b>.</b>
“Don’t you want to see how the ne looks on you?” he asks.
The vibrations of his voice are so pleasant that when I open my eyes <b>and </b>look right in the mirror, barely look at the ne around my neck.
“You look beautiful,” he says, our eyes locking through the mirror as he <b>keeps </b>his hands on my shoulders.
Thank <b>you</b>.” My voice is barely <b>above </b>a whisper as I try to process what just happened,
Though Dominic’s touched me on several other asions, I’ve never felt so connected to him. The sensation of his <b>hands </b>and breath on my skin is unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. Maybe it’s because nothing like this in particr has ever happened in the past.
Wondering <b>what’s </b>going <b>on </b>with me, I <b>look </b>over my shoulder so I can <b>see </b>his face and the moment our eyes lock, what I’m
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