CH 8 | Sarah!

“Sarah?” Dominic murmured. His eyes widened in disbelief as he took in my appearance.

I gazed at him like I had glimpsed a ghost. My face turned pale cotton. My eyes popped out in shock, and I gripped the chair standing beside me as my knees grew weak. 

We glared at each other frozen, as our worlds collided like a meteor hitting earth.

"Relax!" His silky voice rang beside my ear and it instantly calmed my racing heart.

His warm hand brushed my bare back to steady me, and a shiver ran through my spine with his close proximity. His warm breath and his fragrance filled my senses, sending heat straight to the apex of my thighs.

"Breathe, Sarah!" He uttered. His tone was worried yet so controlled when he eyed my stilled figure. But I didn't move. Not even a little. Since I was being bombarded by the words he said at the party echoing through my mind. "I have never loved you.” 

Apart from Rebecca, nobody knew who my family was and how they treated me. But today, Dom directly landed in the middle of all my bullshit. "What if Ivan, Lina, and Emily tried to start shit with me deliberately and created a scene? How could I ever face Dom again?"

Knowing we weren't an item anymore didn't rid me of the love I still felt for him. My love for him went so deep that it is impossible for me to erase him from my life, not even after what he did to me.

I may sound foolish, but something about Dom wouldn't let me let him go. He knew the real me, and he knew the magnitude of my love for him.

Dom owned me. Body and soul! No matter how bad he had hurt me. A love like that just doesn’t fade away, as much as I wished it would. 

Dom was startled and shook me with full force. He waved his hand in front of me, trying his best to make sure I was alright.

It took me a couple of minutes, but I came out of my daze and gasped for air. "Thank god, you're okay." He whispered.

I hummed, as I'm not sure I can speak anything in my shocked state. He raised his brows and gave me a concerned look and patted my shoulder gently. But the sudden loss of warmth hit me as he withdrew his hand, turned, and walked away. 

When I tilted my head, I could feel people's eyes on me. Sure enough. Realization hit me that maybe Dom never wanted to be seen with me again. 

"Ugh!" I sighed and turned around. I glimpsed Ivan's glare focused on me. His grimaced expression was proof that he saw my interaction with Dom.

Now that he knew, he would use it against me in any way he could. He always made sure to take everything I had ever loved away from me. Including my father. 

"Fuck!" I cursed at myself. I frantically tried to find a chance to escape when his footsteps fastened towards me. "Come on, Sarah, think of a way out of this. I have to make him think that Dom is nothing to me." I nibbled my lips in dread and tried to slow my breathing. 

With knitted brows, I began biting my nails as my eyes narrowed. “Sarah." I heard Ivan calling me.

I felt as if the weight of the world bared down on my shoulders, I knew I had to find a way to avoid talking to him, for now at least. 

I needed to stabilize my emotions first if I were to face Ivan. So as to not mess up my life any further.

Just when I felt the oncoming panic attack rising inside me, I saw Theo walking towards me. My eyes gleamed as if he had saved me from the devil himself. 

I grabbed his hand and dragged him to the side doors and I burst through them. Seeing the dark night, I exhaled in relief. 

"What happened, Sarah?" He asked in bewilderment. "Ugh. It's nothing." I said and fled in a hurry, leaving him standing alone and confused. 

I made my way to my mother's flower garden. Far away from the house and everyone in it. I stood alone and stared at the pitch-black sky. 

I wrapped my arms around myself protectively and a series of gasps escaped my lips. The chilly breeze soothed my pounding heart, but the memories still pained me.

A lump stuck in my throat. "Dom will now know how fucked up my life truly is won't he?" I questioned myself, still unsure of what was happening.

"Hell, for all I know he already knew everything. I know he has the resources to find out anything he wants about anyone. So what would stop him from doing a background check on a woman he was sleeping with?" Disappointment settled in my eyes at the mere possibility.

"Did he pretend to be surprised to see me?" Questions attacked me as I worried about the lie I had told him. That I was an orphan whose parents were killed in an accident. "What would he think of me if he found out the truth?"

While I'm struggling with my thoughts, a pair of hands wrapped around my waist from behind, and startled me.

I was in no mood to tolerate any kind of nonsense and my mind was already in a terrible state. So, without even giving it any thought, I followed my instincts to protect myself. 

"What the fuck?" I shouted and elbowed the stranger in his stomach with all my strength. 

To my utter surprise, a familiar woody fragrance blended with smoke filled my nostrils making me feel restless. I slowly raised my eyes and turned around. When my eyes took in that he was the man who had captured my heart so long ago. I stumbled but caught myself and gasped "Dom?!"

I lay there stripped of emotions, not knowing how to react, "what's left between us? Why did he hug me as if I belong to him though he clearly stated I didn't."

He pursed his lips and looked at me with mixed emotions. The storm brewing in his blue eyes was clear to me. Was there Anger? Shock, or Happiness?

"What's wrong with him?" I pondered, but remained mum, as I was unsure of what to say or do.

"Did he feel guilty?" With that, my eyes turned moist. "He came to me because he's guilty. This wasn't love." I convinced myself and averted my gaze, but he pulled me closer to him.

My back hit his sturdy chest, and his cologne was giving me more pain than I could take. I'm trying to keep myself as calm as I can. But the turmoil inside me was becoming disastrous with each passing second.

Any small moment from his side, I'd lose my sanity. I'm well aware of that. I know the impact he had on me which is why sometimes I fucking hate myself for being so stupid!

He placed gentle kisses on my slender neck and inhaled my natural fragrance. "What are you doing, Dom? Your moods are all over the place and giving me whiplash.” I muttered in bewilderment. Though a part of me hoped this was real.

"Shh!!" He turned me around and gave me a tight hug as if he longed for me. He caressed my back while murmuring, "Sarah", repeatedly. It made me wonder whether I was missing out on something. 

His touch sent shock waves flying down my spine. All too soon, the well-known feelings pooled in the pit of my stomach, making my breath hitch.

I tried to get away from him, but my body wasn't in favor of my mind. With his soft brushes still showering on the sides of my waist, driving me to the brinks of insanity.

Desire pooled in my eyes. I could sense he felt the same things I did as the husky breath that was hitting my nape, made me all hot and bothered.

His soft kisses were peppered across the curves of my neck, making my knees go weak. I gripped his shoulders tightly while he grunted in appreciation.

His calloused hands were moving ever so gently on my clothed body. The heat protruding from him was so clear to me. I quickly was becoming putty in his hands as my panties became saturated with my arousal. 

Maybe he too sensed the sexual tension between us was increasing. If this continued, soon the situation would be out of control. Knowing the consequences wouldn't be good, I panicked.

As if on cue, he gave a soft peck on the top of my head, making me calm in the same instant.

He took a quick gasp, inhaled a chunk of air, and settled his head in the crook of my neck while his hands kept me caged to his hard body. 

His breathing was rugged while the bulge in his pants didn't go unnoticed.

"I want you, Sarah. Now!" He said, his tone husky, and for once, I couldn't believe my ears.

"What?" I sought to understand him with my brows raised.

"I want you." He affirmed, the familiar gleam in his eyes was appearing and I know he was aroused. Well, I was aroused too. But that's not the important thing right now. At least, I hoped not.

"You want me?" I mocked in ridicule, and he remained silent. His hands clenched into tight fists as if he was trying to control himself.

He turned me around in his arms and stared into my eyes and put emphasis on every word that left his mouth, "Sarah. I know you want me. Don't push me."

I didn't miss the edge his voice had and I just blinked my eyes as disappointment flooded my heart. With him and even more with myself.

I shook my head and decided to walk away because whatever had happened between us just now, was a mistake.

Since he had never loved me!

However, Dom didn't seem to like me going away as his eyes darkened, sending shudders down my spine. 

One thing he was never afraid to show to me was when he was angry with me.

He grabbed my hand and pushed me to a nearby wall. He flipped me swiftly so that my eyes were facing the wall. His long frame towered over me, while his already hard dick was poking my ass.

We stood close, too close for my liking. The scorching heat radiating from him made my insides clench in need.

His mouth effortlessly licked and kissed my bare back. His trimmed beard created tingles in my core when it brushed across my bare skin. His hands rested on my stomach, circling my clothed navel, and traveled down making me yearn to feel him touch me. 

But before I gave in to him, I snapped into reality and yelled, "stop it, Dom."

Startled, his movements immediately stopped. He queried as hurt laced his voice "what's wrong, Sarah?"

"Everything!" I stated, my voice was firm, and I was happy that I was finally standing up for myself. 

As soon as I said that, Dom turned me to face him and his blue eyes scrutinized me, "you don't want me to do it. Is that it, Sarah?"

"Yes."

He glared at me for a while. A deep frown was plastered on his face and he looked beyond pissed.

Abruptly, he held my chin and made me stand on my tip toes by placing his hand on my ass and claimed my lips.

His tongue was demanding me to give him the entry he needed. But I refused, keeping my mouth shut tight and refusing to move my lips against his no matter how tempting it was. 

In the next second, his hand dropped from my chin and fell onto my thigh. He lifted my thighs and wrapped them across his waist, shocking me.

By the time I processed, it was too late as he bit my lips so hard that a yelp escaped me, but I still I didn't open my mouth!

Seeing how hard I was resisting, he dropped me and made me stand, while his eyes had blazing flames in them.

With gritted teeth, he traced his knuckles on my cheeks and declared, his voice gruff. "You are mine, Sarah. I own you. Don't ever forget that."

His words reverberated in my ear, and a small hope took place in my shattered heart. Maybe we do have a chance after all?

He dropped his mouth onto the crook of my neck and gave a hard bite. As if he was marking me with his teeth, and I gasped in pain and pleasure.

But then, he swiftly let go and stepped back away from me, while he ran his hand into his silky locks.

I stared at him and turned around. I didn't have the courage to face him because I was afraid I'd give in to him.

I rubbed my palms and blew warm air onto my hands as the cold night air seeped into my shaking body. He chuckled and took off his brown jacket and placed it on me as if I were precious to him.

If only that was real! What an irony!

A churn seeped through my nerves. What does he intend to do with me? On one hand, he behaves like I'm his everything, but on the other, he just disposes of me like I'm trash.

 

Everything going on in my life on top of everything with Dom was just too much. So, I briskly walked away leaving him just as he had me. 

Though I didn’t know in that moment a disaster was coming my way with the force of a tsunami ready to destroy me...