His Temptation

Is this a coincidence?

Chapter 12

Is this a coincidence?

Her diabolical smile says it all. She is more than pleased to see the hurt on my face. I know my body language betrayed me with the hurt I was feeling. I hit Dominic's hand, so I get his attention and get him to let me go. I couldn't read his face or what he was feeling. Dominic did let me go, and I stepped away from Dominic. The woman looks at me disgustingly; her body language tells me she wants him to touch her. With a shill tone, she blurted,

"Hey, don't be hurt. Dom here will f**k anything with a pussy."

I can't believe I did this; I had s*x with my boss's son!

I'm nauseous and repulsed by myself; I feel like a slut.

I try to cover my breasts with my arms and find something to cover myself. I looked around the room for my clothes. I spot my clothes scattered in one of the corners of the room. It seems like they were thrown there. I hurry over to my clothes and put them on. I observe the woman and Dominic. She is standing close to him, and he clearly shows he doesn't want her close. She tries to touch his bulging muscles, and he takes her hand and harshly removes it. In a cold, severe voice, he snapped,

"You and I aren't a thing. I told you that last time. You mean nothing to me, Sarah!"

"Oh, did you mean that earlier tonight when you f****d me and begged to have one last time with me? You f****d me and then went to the club and saw her with another man and dragged her down here to f**k her too. I watched you."

I feel nauseous and want to throw up. Or maybe get wasted; I must escape from them and this place. I hurry past them and exit the room. I feel their burning eyes in my back, and just as I was about to slam the door shut. Dominic sounds desperate as he begs me to stay. I don't dare to meet his eyes. Sarah's malicious laugh chills me to the bones. I run out of the door and stand there in panic as I try to remember which way is out and up to the club. I walk swiftly in the long corridor, and after a few minutes, I see a staircase. I don't remember walking downstairs, but I must have done so. I ran up the stairs and entered the club. I was so hurried that I didn't see and ran into a man's arms. He starts to laugh and, with a severe tone filled with delight, whispers in my ear,

"We need to stop meeting like this."

I try to leave the man's arms, and he lets me go reluctantly, and I look into his eyes. I recognized the voice, but I couldn't say who it was. I blush when I see who it is; he is ginning at me; it's Edward Wheeler. It's the second time I literally ran into his strong arms. I feel so embarrassed. Whenever I run into him, I either run away from my thoughts of Matthew's men or get away from Matthew's man. My thoughts led me to think that we met earlier tonight. I had almost forgotten after all that happened, and Dom's possessive behavior led me away from Edward. I can't help but wonder if it's a coincidence that I happened to meet him in the club. I am sure he can see I am in deep thought and have questions.

"Let me buy you a drink?"

"Thank you, but no thanks. I need to leave; maybe we see each other at work."

Thank God! I spotted Kyle; he was alone. It was odd, but I am too grateful to overthink about it. I scurried towards Kyle; he stared and had a concerned facial expression. He saunters to meet me halfway in the middle of the dance floor. His eagle eyes examine mine; he embraces and holds me close to protect me. He doesn't know from what, but he can tell something isn't right. I know he feels how I am trembling. It came as soon as I felt safe. In Kyles's arms, I felt safe. I love my best friend; I am grateful for this wonderful man.

We walked hand in hand towards the bar.

"Hey, girly, you need some shots."

I only nod; I can't will words to leave my lips. Kyle won't ask me what's up until we are alone and I calm down. He knows me so well, and I love him dearly. I finally look at him and take one of the seven shots he ordered for me. The scorching hot liquid did sting as I swallowed it, just what I needed. Swiftly, I took the next shot; suddenly, I was on the last when a man was standing behind me. I didn't listen to his words; I took my last shot. And the burning sensation calmed my nerves.

"Oh, I see you let the gay man buy you drinks, but what about me?"

"Ed, leave my baby the f**k alone!"

I had to look to be sure. Indeed, it was Dominic who followed me up and to the bar and is now picking a fight with Edward. I had no time to think of what to do before my protector decided for me.

"Angie, come on. Let's leave these pathetic men."

"Hey, gay boy, who are you calling pathetic? You can't even hook up with a man or woman?"

"Ed, because you are hot for me, you don't need to act like a homophobe. I know you like to get your sticky hands all over my hotness."

Ed was about to take a swing at Kyle, and he missed as Dom stepped in. Kyle took my hand, and we hurriedly left the club and laughed uncontrollably. We looked at each other and laughed even harder. Kyle called an Uber, and shortly, it came and picked us up. When we were about to get into the car, a man shouted my name. While sitting in the car, I looked out the window, and it was none other than Dominic.

I quickly was in deep thought. How will I face Dominic and Edward at work? I was working one day and made such a mess out of things. I managed to have one coffee date, one lunch date, and have s*x with my boss's son, but to top it off, there was the issue with Mr. Wheeler, too. I have a sinking feeling he followed me here and watched me all night at the club. I don't know why, but I feel sure. Edward is charming but, at the same time, gives off a dangerous vibe. A vibe that says I should stay away from him.

We ride silently in the car; none of us say a word. The Silence is thick and could be cut by a knife. I know all too well Kyle wants every gory detail of tonight. I don't know if I want to admit how uncareful and stupid I was. I would be mortified if everyone at my new job would find out what I have done. I wanted Dom so badly, but I regret it wholeheartedly.

The car stops at the entrance to Kyle's place; I know soon the uncomfortable talk will come. He better take out some wine to spicy our conversation with; we walk in the door to the building, and soon we are in the apartment.

"You know I want every dirty detail of tonight. I know something's up because I never seen or heard Mr. Wheeler or Mr. Dominic Matthews like they were tonight."

"You better bring out the wine it's the only way you get me to spill it all."