Dominic’s announcement that he would fuck a different lady every day reached my ears, and I was not pleased. It made me sick to my stomach! I despised it every time someone graced his bed for sexual pleasure, even though it was none of my business.
I decided to speak with Dom one morning and found him in the billiard-room. He was taken aback when he saw me, but I had no choice! “All right, I’ll do it!” I informed him. When I finally gave up, Dominic smirked and closed the distance between us, staring into my soulful eyes.
“What makes you make your decision, Marian?” He spoke in hushed tones into my ear.
I wasn’t sure what made me reject his offer, but one thing was certain: I didn’t want anyone near him! I wanted to stop him every time he would visit his women. I wanted to throw a tantrum whenever those women looked at him from afar during mealtime, but I wasn’t in the position to be envious!
Or, to put it another way, I had no right to be envious. So, after a few seconds, I said, “I don’t know.”
He declared, “You want me.”
“That isn’t the case. I just have a lousy feeling about women,” I said, denying his accusation that I desired him for myself.
“Ah, so you want to be their hero,” he added with a nod.
“Are you going to let them go as you promised?” I wanted his assurance that he would release the women.
He assured me, “Of course.”
“Fair enough,” I said as I shifted my weight away from him.
Dom stopped me from going by saying, “Wait.” “You’ll be staying in my room tonight.” So he informed me, and I was humiliated by the news.
As he waited for me to speak, the tip of his brows lifted. I studied Dom’s face and concluded that he was serious. “After you set them free, Dom,” I replied.
He laughed and responded, “Deal.”
As a result, we reached an agreement.
Dominic and I kept our agreement private, but I requested that he give me ample time to prepare for my new role, which he agreed to. He didn’t talk to me about it for a few days, and I did the same. The area where his women used to congregate was already deserted when I arrived. I wondered if Hera had left as well.
I sincerely hope so.
Dominic was enraged as he went into the kitchen one day! I pressed my brows together, expecting him to erupt, but he just stood there in the doorway, staring at me.
I inquired, “Are you hungry?”
He didn’t blink when he said, “Hungry for you, and I need to be near you, Marian, to calm down.”
“Can you tell me what you’re talking about?” I needed him to clarify his remarks because it was perplexing.
“What have you been up to?” He glared as he asked, “I’ve been looking for you.” The man’s question made me sneer. As if I were free to go wherever I wanted without his consent!
“Perhaps you need to eat something,” I suggested.
He stated, “I need you.”
“Dominic, I’m not a portion of food. So, do you want me to prepare you a sandwich?” When I asked, his demeanor abruptly shifted. From a depressed fuckboy to someone who yearns to be fed real nourishment.
“No! I’m in the mood for some squid, but please don’t add any chilies.” He gave the order. How did he have such a strong need for something that was just on my mind a few minutes ago?
“All right. Dom, how about the ladies? Will they come to lunch with us?”
He said, “No.”
He had mentioned releasing them previously, but it turned out that he would keep them for a bit longer. So I thawed some squid from the refrigerator under running water. The spices for the squid were then prepared. I wanted it to be spicy, but he didn’t like chilies!
While slicing the chilies, an evil grin emerged on the corner of my lips.
I handed him a bowl of the dish a few minutes later, and then I waited ’till he tried it because it’s spicier than usual. Finally, I said, “Enjoy your food.”
He said, “Join me.”
I swallowed hard and prepared to refuse. But, instead, I lied and said, “I’m still full.”
“Please, Marian, don’t be so shy. He stood up to retrieve an additional plate from the cabinet, knowing he was hungry.
My eyes widened as I watched Dominic transfer half of the spicy dish to another bowl before motioning for me to take a seat. While obeying my boss, I bit my lower lip. Then, I suggested, “I suppose I should grab our beverages first.”
“All well, go ahead.” He nodded and began to eat. After eating the spicy squid, he shouted in pain! “Marian!”
I knew I was screwed when he called out my name, but it was just a fun game I wanted to play with him. It took me a few seconds to return to the table, and his lips were slowly swelling when I got there.
“Do you have a chili allergy?” I became concerned as Dominic nodded his head. I’ve seen some folks with allergies, and the outcomes were not pleasant.
He reminded me, “I told you not to put chilies on my food,” and I felt horrible for what I had done.
I felt terrible about approaching him and asking where he stored his medications. Dominic got up and took a step forward. I followed him with a glass of water, and when we got to his room, he took his medicine from one of the drawers.
“I’m very sorry, Dom,” I said, apologizing for my blunder.
“Stay with me if you are sincerely sorry.”