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Dominic's behavior had me concerned, he was never nice to me, and suddenly like some switch had gone off he was nice all of a sudden. I had to be careful with these 'New' and 'Nice' versions of Dominic. "This is Debra and her brother Leo, they managed the client side for as long as remember and they are the best at what they do," Dominic introduced a very good-looking pair. I smiled and nodded at everything that came out of their mouths. "Let's dance, all this boring work talk is giving me a headache, " Debra announced pulling me along with her. I'm too shocked to speak, I let myself be dragged to the dance floor where a slow song was playing. She placed her arm on my shoulder and pulled mine around her waist. The most awkward dance of mine would be this one, I tried to move my body along with her but the stiffness of my bones was halting my movements. "You're not used to this, are you? " she said chuckling while pulling us toward the bar, "You are an heir of Black Industries, be the prince you are meant to be," she lectures holding out her hands that held a glass of whisky. "I'm trying," I confess, she seemed to be the type of an adviser "We will work well in the future, I look forward to that," she linked our glasses together and that was pretty much my evening. Before Dominic came rushing in. He stopped we he saw me in the washroom, I looked at him through the mirror, and he staggered towards me and caged me between the washbasin and himself, his breath smelt of whiskey, and his eyes were bloodshot. "Dominic, what the hell are you doing? Let me go" I yelled shoving him off of me, my body froze when I felt his breath on the skin of my neck. I gulp in fear, and push him harder, he held my hands in his and pressed his body harder into mine "You smell so good," he mumbled clearly drunk, I wiggled trying to get him off of me but he was built like a tank. My 18-year petite body failed to push off the 20 years of bad boy quarterback Hulk. "Dominic, stop it, you are too drunk to recognize me, it's me Alexander, not your typical woman," I scream trying to kick him in the balls but that gives him an opening to pull my leg and push me to sit up and wrap it around his waist. "This is harassment got damn it," I yelled at him. But it was like he zoned me out, none of my words got to him, he was in a trance doing whatever he desired without any regard for the other person. "Why does it have to be him?" he mumbled but I heard him correctly "What?" I asked pushing him off of me. He pulled away for a second and the look on his face was worse than his hands on me. His eyes were dilated and there was so much hunger in them, that I was scared for a second, all my judo skills left my body the moment he leaned in and connected our lips. I moved my head trying to remove his mouth away from me but he held my head in place not stopping his assault on my lips brushing them in the process. I pull at his hair successfully detaching our mouths, and Head butt him. I hope off and move away from him, "Stay the f**k away from me," I declare walking to the door. "Why him?" he ask gasping for breath, "Why not me?" I stand there looking at the closed door, without turning around I reply "You not him, " I make my way out of the stupid mansion, I don't waste my time saying goodbye, I walk away furiously toward the valet, asking for our car, I can send the car back after reaching home. "Hey, what happened? Where are you going?" I recognize the voice, relief fills my bones, and without much thought, I run to his arms, his scent engulfs me wrapping around me in a cocoon. "Hey... What's wrong?" he asks in a soothing voice rubbing my back. " I want to leave," I mumbled not leaving and moving away from him "Okay, let's go " he pulls me away and holds my hand walking to our car, he doesn't ask to speak for a while but I'm sure he is dying to know what went wrong. I look out the window and watch Dominic standing by the balcony holding an ice bag on his nose, his eyes don't drift from mine watching me until I am out of his sight. I never knew Dominic of all people would do something like this, we were never friends, I don't even remember having a full conversation with the guy, why did he kiss me? And what did he mean by not him? I jumped out of my thoughts when Hunter held my right hand in his wordlessly, he rubbed the back of my hand causing me to wince in pain. He turned his head to look at me and his expression was blank, he turned my hand to look at my bruised fingers, and he slowly rubbed them gently. "Who was it?" his voice deadly low. "It's over now, I handle it," I reply not looking at him. "I want a name, Alex, I won't ask again," he commands his hands clenching on the wheel. I sit up straight glaring at him for his tone, I'm done letting people walk all over me. "And I said I have handled it, do not use that tone on me," I hissed at him furiously. He doesn't say anything else just drives breaking all the speed limits. The tension in the car was too suffocating I wanted to get out of it. He stops the car and instantly child locks the car, I glare at him pulling at the car door. "Unlock the f*****g car, Hunter," he turns to look at me and pulls me closer to him "I'm sorry," he said looking directly into my eyes, sincerity oozing out of his voice. "I got scared and angry at myself, I'm supposed to protect you and care for you, and I keep failing at the one job over and over again, please forgive me," he said leaning his head on my shoulder. "Please, don't walk away from me," he mumbles. I sigh hugging him back, I lean my head on his shoulder and sigh in contentment, "I won't, I promise " I promise not knowing what the future has for us.
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