Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 112337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 562(@200wpm)___ 449(@250wpm)___ 374(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 112337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 562(@200wpm)___ 449(@250wpm)___ 374(@300wpm)
"Dominic, he just came over to apologise to me. He isn't tryin' to ask me out again or anythin', he just wants to be friends-"
Dominic shot forward and I had to fling myself at him so he wouldn't dodge around me and get Gavin, whom I could sense was standing behind me waiting for a blow to hit him.
Dominic's arms were tight around me as I squeezed myself to him. He growled into my temple and tried to shake me off him, but I wasn't letting go for anything, and he realised this after a moment and relaxed a tiny bit to settle me against him.
"First and only warning you're getting, Collins. She's mine, if you try and take her away from me, I will kill you."
Holy. Fuck!
"Dominic-"
"Fuck you, Nico. She can be me friend if she wants to be-"
Dominic tried to push me away from him, but my arms were locked around his waist and weren't coming apart any time soon.
"GET OUT!" Dominic roared, which caused me to duck my head because the noise of it stung my ears.
"I'm goin', man. Don't worry," Gavin snarled and moved towards the door. "See you in school, Bee."
Dominic swung his arm and missed Gavin, because he ducked away and left the room, passing Branna and Ryder who were both standing outside my room looking in and watching.
I locked eyes with Branna and nodded for her and Ryder to leave. She nodded back at me and reached inside my room and closed the door leaving Dominic and myself alone. I removed my arms from around him and made a move to step backwards to give him some space, but he kept me in place, and it made me sigh.
"I'm just tryin' to give you some space to cool off-"
"Why was he here? In your room?" he growled down at me, cutting me off mid-sentence.
I shrugged. "He wanted to apologise and-"
"I got that but why. Was. He. In. Your. Room?"
I blinked at him for a moment then shook my head. "Because he wanted to talk."
Dominic's gaze on me was hard as he looked down at me. "Why in here? Why not downstairs?"
I sighed. "I don't know, I figured it would be easier to talk up here and-"
"You suggested you both come up to your room?" he roared.
I flinched away from him. I knew he wouldn't hit me or hurt me physically, but that still didn't change the fact that he was scaring me.
"Dominic, you're frightenin' me," I said, my voice shaking.
He grunted and moved his arms from around me and began pacing my room. I got a headache looking at him, so I moved to my bed, climbed onto it, and snuggled under my covers. I was already in my pyjamas, and I was content enough to stay for the night now that I was there.
I heard Dominic sigh after another few minutes of pacing. "Bronagh?"
I didn't answer, which caused another deep sigh to escape his mouth. I heard him moving about and then came the noise of things hitting the floor, and I instantly knew it was his clothes and shoes.
He was stripping!
I mentally kicked myself; we're having serious problems, and I was melting over him getting semi-naked. My mind was apparently stuck in the gutter where Dominic was involved.
I tensed when he climbed into my bed behind me. I didn't fight him off when he tangled his limbs up with mine. First his arms came around my waist and he pulled me against him until I was moulded into the front of his body, then he tangled his legs up with mine and put his head resting above mine.
"I live you, pretty girl," he murmured and kissed the crown of my head.
I squeezed my eyes shut for a second then open them. "I live you, too."
He turned me to him then, lowered his head, and brushed his lips over mine. I knew I should have lightly kissed him back or even attempted to tease him with a whisper kiss, but I just couldn't. I pressed my mouth hard on his and forced my tongue into his mouth.
Dominic groaned, tensed, and then quickly pulled back away from me.
"Bronagh," he growled, "I want to fuck you when you kiss me like that!"
I smiled at him; I loved getting him so worked up.
It made me feel empowered.
I leaned forward and lightly kissed him then, but he groaned again. "Still makes me want to fuck you."
I laughed. "So will I just stop kissin' you then?"
"Never stop kissing me. Never!" he growled, making me shudder and lazily smile at him.
He kissed my forehead and sighed. "I'm sorry for upsetting you. You know I would never put my hands on you to hurt you. Right?"
I nodded my head. "I know, but you're still very intimidatin' when you get like that. It's fine if I'm just as mad because sometimes I think I scare you when I'm like that."
"You do but I think it's sexy as well," Dominic mumbled.
I snorted and rolled my eyes. "We need to talk."
He nodded and locked eyes with me. "Tell me what Branna told you."
I did as he asked, and when I finished speaking he was nodding.
"Have you ever heard of a man called Marco Miles?" Dominic asked me.
I thought on it, and then shook my head answering no.
"Damn, baby, you really are sheltered," he murmured.
I frowned. "I don't know any bad people, Dominic. I made it my business for years not to talk to anyone or listen to gossip."
Dominic nodded. "I know that but everyone knows of Marco, his name is known all over the world. He is… a very bad person."
I closed my eyes and asked, "And he is your boss?"
"Yes."
My heart broke in two.
"Oh, my God," I whispered.
Dominic pulled me even closer to him. "I don't sell drugs, I don't take them, and I don't kill people or go on any jobs that would land me in prison for life."
I opened my eyes feeling a little more than confused. "What do you do then?"