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Chapter 5: “I Will Be Back”
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2025-03-21 22:16:19Suzanne's pov:
“Your clothes will be ready by this weekend; we will come back for fitting.” The stylist said as she and her team packed their things to leave. I gave them a warm smile as they left. Now alone, I decided to explore my new home. As I walked by the corridors, I noticed the Art on the walls, each of them looking beautiful and unique as they held different stories untold. “I told you I always get what I want, she is mine now.” I heard Dominic speak to someone on the phone. As I tried to open the door further to listen more closely, the door made a squeaky sound. I froze. “Who is there?” Dominic said in a commanding tone, his voice low and threatening. My heart skipped a beat as I realized I had been discovered. I tiptoed back to my room, my feet barely making a sound on the floor, and gently closed the door behind me, holding my breath in hopes of going unnoticed. My mind raced with questions. Who was Dominic talking to on the phone? What did he mean by 'he always gets what he wants'? I sighed softly and sat on the bed, lost in thought, without knowing that Dominic had entered the room. “Did the stylist get everything they wanted?” he asked, his voice low and menacing. I was startled; my thoughts were interrupted. “Yes, they did”, I replied, my voice barely above a whisper. Dominic's gaze lingered on me before he instructed, “Go to the wardrobe and change into something comfortable for the night”. I obeyed, returning in a black nightgown. But Dominic's eyes narrowed, his gaze burning with intensity. “No, change into the red one”, he commanded, his voice low and husky. “I think red complements your skin tone better.” I felt a flush rise to my cheeks as I changed into the red nightgown, Dominic's eyes never leaving my direction, giving me a gulpy sensation in my throat. As I walked out of the wardrobe with the red see-through nightwear, Dominic stood up from his seat and walked closer to me, his eyes fixed on mine. I looked away Immediately. Scanning me like a predator after his prey, he began to circle me, his movements slow and deliberate. As I looked up at him, his eyes devoured mine. I felt a shiver run down my spine as Dominic's gaze lingered on me, his eyes burning with intensity. Dominic's voice was low and gruff as he spoke, his words dripping with seduction, an erotic whisper. “I told you red compliments your skin,” he whispered in my ears. His deep voice on my warm skin made my knees weak. My heart raced as Dominic's hand reached out to brush a strand of hair behind my ear, his touch sending sparks through my body. His other hand gently wrapped my waist and pulled me close. I began to feel my body tense up, my heart racing with anticipation. I looked up at him, our eyes locked in an intense gaze. His face inched closer, his breath warm against my skin, sending shivers down my spine. “I want to fuck,” he whispered. My brows furrowed, I wasn't used to being fucked. Besides, I can't remember the last time Tavon touched me, I didn't know how to react. “I… don't think… I'm ready…” a tiny voice came out of me. His jaw tightened and his demeanour turned sour. “Why?” he questioned, touching my chin and moving his hands down my neck slowly. I shivered in my spot with my see-through dress. “I…,” I tried to speak up but then he pulled my right nipple causing me to muffle an involuntary sound. Then he closed his eyes and inhaled with his nose on my left collarbone. I gasped for air and tried pushing him away but I couldn't dare push him. Rather, my hands wrapped around his neck. But instead of going further, he pulled away, then my eyes flicked open. “What are you doing to me?” I finally asked with furrowed brows. “I will wait until you are ready, but don't forget that this is a contract marriage, and I could run out of patience.” his gaze darted before he looked into my eyes. “And if I run out of patience… Well, I hope I do not.” A naughty smile played on his lips before he walked out of my room. Leaving me standing in the dress he asked me to wear. —- After reaching out to my son through Stella, I was relieved that the surgery was completed successfully and I was expecting him to join me in Dominic's penthouse soon. I decided to see a movie by myself. So I went to the living room and put on a show I usually enjoy. “I will be back in the morning,” I heard Dominic say from behind me. Turning around to see him elegantly dressed with his broad shoulders complementing his outfit.
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