Dominic's POV

The second I heard her call my name, I thought I'd lost every bit of my sanity. I'm seeing her ghost, what else could it be after not sleeping for over 24 hours?

The second she left that room, I should've gone after her. I should've listened to Darcie and gone after her.

But I didn't because I didn't think she was being serious. I didn't think this would actually effect her. I was barely expecting a reaction.

Why would someone as innocent as her possibly care about someone as fucked up as me? But from what I saw, it looked like she cared, she cared enough to say the things she did.

I barely remember what I did to her in the bathroom, I saw her mouth moving but I couldn't hear her. I must've added fuel to the fire because that's the only fucking thing I'm good at.

And then she walks in on the girls and I... fuck, I can't help it. I've been drooling all over Inaya all night, I just needed release. It didn't fucking matter to me where or from whom it came from.

When I saw my car parked at the front after I searched every inch of the city, I was relieved. But that relief lasted only minutes because the steering wheel had blood stains and for once, it wasn't my blood.

I had the wind knocked right out of my lungs. I thought it was over; my enemies who were looking for her found her. I couldn't do a damn thing about it because they would've killed her within minutes.

If they were angry enough at me, which they probably are, they'd torture her for the first hour until she was barely alive.

The thought of that makes me angry beyond anything.

But when I heard her call my name... every bone in my body relaxed so quickly, it was unbelievable.

Holding her in my arms feels like I'm holding a piece of paradise in my hands.

Fuck, I can't let her out of my sight without protection ever again.

The feeling of paradise only lasted me a minute until she pushes me away.

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Inaya's POV

"Who were you worried about?" I ask, my voice stone cold.

I know exactly who he was worried about but every nerve in my body refuses to believe the man who keeps hurting me would be worried about me.

"What do you mean? You know exactly who." He says.

"No, I don't." I bite back.

"You, I was worried about you." He finally confesses.

"Me?" I give a fake chuckle. "After hurting me so many times, you decide that you want to care about me?"

"I thought they fucking killed you. The people after me... they rarely take victims. They pull the trigger then ask questions. So, hell yeah I was worried." He looks genuinely concerned but why?

"So, those people are just like you? That's great. Plus, killing me would've done you a solid, no? One less annoying problem to worry about." I just couldn't stop, I wanted to hurt him just as much as he hurt me but nothing gets to him.

"Don't fucking say that!" He raises his voice, grabbing my wrist as if to scold me.

"Then, what to do you want me to say? That's how you treat me! As if I'm a constant thorn on your side. Every few seconds you bring around a storm and ruin me." I slowly breathe in and out until I've calmed myself.

I've never handled any situation with any kind of violence or aggression. That's not me.

I gently take his hand to unhook his grip from my wrist. With the same gentleness, I intertwine our hands together. "Just answer something, just once. What am I to you? What are we to you? Is there even an us?"

"I don't know! I don't fucking know!" He shakes off my grip. "There can never be an us. You're not from my world, I can never be with someone like you because... it doesn't fucking matter. There's no us. There's no we. There's no you."

I can never be with someone like you. I can never be with someone like you. I can never be with someone like you. I can never be with someone like you.

His words slice through my heart like a hot knife through butter.

Neither can I, Dominic. Neither can I but I want to, I really want to.

"There's something I should probably tell you. Maybe I tell you and get it out of the way, I'll be able to move on away from all of this." I take in a deep breath. "I think I'm in lo—"

"Well, well, well, my son never seems to stop whoring around." A deep voice from behind me says.

Dominic whips his head up to look at the man behind me.

"What are you doing here?" His eyes are dark again, filled with rage from beyond my knowing.

"A father can't come visit his son from time to time?" There's amusement in his tone.

Father...? I turn around to face the man.

Now that I think about it, he does look like an older version of the man I saw in the photograph. He still has that same dark aura he had in that picture.

"You only show up when you need something." Dominic states.

"Do I have to punish you for your attitude towards me again? Do you want to be punished, Dominic?" His father smirks. "Nicholas never treats me this way."

Those words make Dominic flinch. Along with the anger, there's a mix of discomfort in Dominic's behaviour.

"Get out of my house!" His teeth are clenched as he looks at his father with every intention to want to... murder him.

"Will you keep acting like a child in front of a woman too? When will you grow up?" It's as if his father is intentionally trying to trigger Dominic.

"I do whatever the fuck I want." Dominic raises his voice but not too much.

He's afraid... He's afraid of his father.

"You may be one of the most powerful people in the country, but I'm the father who raised you to be the ruthless man you are today to be able to even take the position. Don't fuck it up." His father's words are harsh.

I've never seen Dominic try to restrain so much of his anger at someone. He's not the type to keep his anger within himself. If this was anyone else, he would've found the closest thing to him and killed the man.

But right now, he's bottling up every bit of his rage, making the veins in his arms and forehead pop out.

"Your behaviour today was disappointing. You have gotten lucky today, son. I have some business to take care of in the area. I'll be back tomorrow to deal with you." With that, his father turns around and walks out.

I reach out my hand gently towards Dominic but he only steps away. "Fuck off."

Little did I know this wouldn't be the last of his outbursts because a special appearance from someone in his life will trigger worst of the worst.

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A/N: the tea is sizzling today. 👀

Next Update: Friday, December 27, 2019