Chapter 12

Why legs? Why did you have to go and give out on me? You had to give in to the voice of this man now I’m sitting on the floor crawling away from him. Getting as far away as possible trying to maybe crawl to the door. I could feel his eyes on me as I tried to get away from him. Getting halfway to the door I quickly stood up sprinting to the door. This man had me running away from him. Never thought that I would run away from a man was always the other way around.

Grabbing the door handle opening the door it shut closed with a hand slamming against it. Shit I wasn’t getting out of this one. Why was he standing so close to me, doesn't he know about personal space? Please don’t give in again. I can't handle crawling away from him again. I couldn't face him no after what just happened so I placed my head against the door closing my eyes hoping he would move away.

Well hoping didn’t help because he stepped closer so now I could feel the warmth radiating from his body. I could smell him and damn did he smell good. I couldn’t help but take small sniffs. Don't know what cologne he uses but it smelled damn good. I love a man that smells good but Dominic had a whole nother smell I’ve never smelled before. And there goes my legs again, trying to keep my composure. But because Dominic was standing so close to me he grabbed me by the waist preventing me from falling on my ass…..again.

Why does his touch feel so gentle and warm? Why do I feel so vulnerable when he is around? He makes me feel small and I hate feeling like that.

“Miss Ferrari.” He said, dropping an octave in his voice.

Sweet Jesus I don’t think I’m going to be able to hide the fact that he has an effect on me. Let me out of here someone, anyone. Old man why don’t you check up on me seeing why I’m taking so long. I could have fainted in here and didn’t the door make a noise when it shut close didn’t anyone hear it. But no one came to see what the problem was. What kind of business is this?

Okay and what the hell was he doing here and in the dressing room of all places. The fuck did he want from me. What if he is here to do something to me because of what happened Saturday. Oh shit what if he decides to kill me.

“Aaliyah.” Dominic said in a low gruff voice spinning me around.

‘Huh.” I asked looking up because I wasn’t paying attention to what he was saying. I was busy looking at where his hands were.

“Aren't you going to see how it looks?” He asked, looking down at me rubbing up and down on my waist where his thumb was.

Okay I just realised I haven’t said a word. Why am I so quiet letting this man affect me so much? Dominic let go of me stepping back and I let out a quiet huff because of the loss of his touch. He sat down in the beige chair in the corner, man spreading with a resting face waiting, waiting for what.

Oh hell no not happening. I realised what he waited for, that's why he asked if I was going to see how it looks. The fuck does he think he can get me to undress infront of him. Tilting his head to the side a little head a smirk on his face. He was challenging me to see if I would do it or not. On second thought, why don’t I show him who he is dealing with?

Don’t know where the boldness came from.Getting off my shoes first I took off my cardigan, my black strap square neck top next leaving me in my bra. Dominic cleared his throat moving his lower body. Lowering my pants I let it fall to the floor stepping out of it and I basically naked in front of this man. Reaching behind my back I unclipped my bra. I wasn’t going to show him my breast ,he was seeing enough already. Holding in front, preventing it from falling I walked closer to him because the dress hung on the hook next to him.

Turning my back to him I let go, letting the bra fall to the floor. The way he was staring felt like he could burn a hole in me. He kept adjusting himself, the chair was probably uncomfortable. It was a deep v-neck red dress with a slit on the right side. Had straps that you are supposed to tie around your neck and it was backless.

Bend over slightly to step into the dress and I heard a low growl coming from him. The hell was that. First time I heard something like that. Always thought about what it sounded like. I’ve read it in the books and wondered what it sounded like well now I know and not gonna lie it sounds sexy.

Stepping in front of the mirror to see how it looks and I was shocked to be honest because of how it hugged my body showing every curve every detail. Sliding my hands down the dress to smooth it out, a face came into the mirror behind me. He looked at me through the mirror and had this look in his eyes that I probably was imagining.

He stood behind me and just looked at me doing nothing or saying anything. Taking another step closer to me. There was no space between us, I could feel his imprint on my lower back. On instinct I don’t know why but I tilted my head to the side when he lowered his head into my neck. Placing chiselled kisses on my neck he got to that one spot that made me let out a soft moan.

My eyes were closed because it felt nice. His hold around my waist became tighter and his imprint rubbed against my back. Opening my eyes because he stopped and I was met with a pear of hazel nut eyes looking at me. We ended up having a staring contest and I guess I won because he turned around and left throwing the door. What was that and what the hell just happened. How could I let my guard down and let something like this happen. The hell was wrong with me. When that man is around me I don’t think rationally and end up doing things that I regret after.

Next time I have to keep my composure no matter what happens if there is ever going to be a next time because I’m going to dodge that man as if he is a poison that makes me do things I would never do.