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SavannahMy eyes flutter open, adjusting to the light. I blink once, then twice, before my eyes widen.Where am I sleeping?The white ceiling and the magnificent chandelier make it clear that I'm in my assigned room now.I try to wake up but realize there's a heavy weight on top of me. I look down in horror to see black, soft curls. I breathe a sigh of relief, knowing that I'm in Dominic's room.The events of last night flood my mind, and I won't lie; it's hot when Dominic takes control. But what's more desirable than ever is having him submit, even if it's just for a minute.Yeah, I like being in control. A lot. His legs are draped over mine, his hands wrapped around my waist. I like this.I nuzzle my nose into his hair and breathe him in. He smells so good. He stirs and mumbles something that sounds close to gibberish.I giggle, and he lifts his head at the sound, blinking his sleepy eyes. My gosh, I feel my breath catch in my throat.His hair is messy and tousled from all the times
SAVANNAH“Where's my husband?” Becca storms down the hallway, fury in her eyes, with Sophia following closely behind.Dominic's grip on my shoulders tightens. I don't want him to witness this. “Could you please get me some coffee?” He starts to say something, but I shake my head. “Please?”Reluctantly, he nods and heads in the opposite direction, leaving me to confront the two angry women.“What happened to my husband?” Before I can respond, I feel a stinging sensation on my face, followed by a gasp and a ringing in my ear. It takes a moment to register that Becca has slapped me. “You didn't even think to call me?”I lock eyes with her, my anger burning, but before I can speak, my mother steps in front of me and retaliates with a slap of her own. “How dare you touch my daughter with your filthy hands?”Becca gasps. “You dare to slap me?”“And I would do it again,” Mom warns, pointing at her. “If you ever lay a hand on my daughter, I'll do more than just slap you.”“You will pay for thi
SOPHIA**“How dare she?” Mom screams as she slams the door shut behind her. I winced at the sound. “How dare the both of them?” She whirls around to face me. “Your father has done so much to us, and we let it slide. But to think that he never even trusted us with his health?!”“But did you think leaving was the best thing to do?”Her eyes narrow. “Don’t tell me you thought of staying over there with those people!”I grimace. “Not with them, with Dad.”She scoffs. “He wasn’t acting like your father or my husband when he did a surgery without even telling us. And to think that she was there when he fainted? Do you know what that means?” I shake my head. “It means she's more involved in his life than we thought!”I know I should be angry at Dad, but I can't find it in myself, especially knowing he was in there fighting for his life. “But, Mom, don't you think leaving him makes them get even closer?”She slows down and rubs her hands through her head; she knows I made a valid point. “What'
SAVANNAHI'm seated in the car's back seat as they drive me home. My mind keeps drifting back to Dad and how he fell silent when Mom entered the room. It's almost as if he didn't want her to know he was talking to me. All I managed to get out of him was the introduction and how they kept looking at each other.I rub my thumb across my forehead and rest my head against the back of the seat. Dad asked me to leave and rest since Mom informed him I hadn't had time to take care of myself.FLASHBACKDad's face looks distant as if he's entirely elsewhere.I listen attentively as he explains the meeting between him and Mom. I smile when he mentions that she's his soulmate.Can you truly know someone is your soulmate from the moment you meet them?There's a gentle knock on the door, startling Dad from his thoughts. “Come in,” I say loudly as the door is pushed open, and Mom enters. Dad looks at her and blinks before turning his gaze toward me.She's wearing a yellow floor-length dress with he
DOMINICSavannah's mother, Elizabeth, gently rubs her hands with tears in her eyes while I sit opposite her.I've yet to receive a call from my investigator, and I'm dying to know what happened. I hear a wheel rolling, and the door swings open to see a nurse wheeling Mr. Knights in. “What happened to my daughter?”Miss Miller scowls at him. “What are you doing? You should be resting.”He glares at her. “Why is my daughter in the hospital?” She rolls her eyes and settles with rubbing the hair from Savannah’s face.He turns to me. “What happened to her?”I sigh. “I don't know. I was driving to the hospital to bring her clothes and food when a car sped past me. I thought it was someone in a rush, but according to the driver, the person purposely hit their car and drove off.”He clenches his fists. “You think it was intentional?”I nod. “That's my belief, and my investigators are currently doing their work. We will receive information soon.”He wheels closer to her and brushes her hair fro
THE LAST CHAPTER was uploaded by mistake, and it wasn't completed.I was trying to copy and paste it for editing when I mistakenly had it posted without knowing. I just checked and saw it published, so please bear with me.!I am editing and rewriting the entire chapter because that one was the draft, and it Is a mess.Please don't unlock it until tomorrow, when my editor accepts the edited version.But if you do unlock it by tomorrow, everything will be fine. Just delete the book from your library and add it back.Thank you!Sincerely yoursAuthor Blackangel
SAVANNAHThe room is filled with a tense silence as Mom glares at Dad. Dominic walks over to me and gently rubs my hands. “Are you okay?” he asks softly.I nod and lower my head. I never wanted him to find out about me like this.“Do you see what you have caused?!” Mom snaps at Dad. “You bring trouble to my daughter! Your wife couldn't wait; she had to barge in here!” Her body shakes with anger. “I should have known she can never change, and if I ever find out, Sebastian,” she warns dangerously, “if I ever find out that your wife and daughter had anything to do with my child's accident, you won't like me!”Dad raises his head and glares at her. “You think I wanted this to happen?!”“If you don't want it to happen, leave!” she screams. “Leave my child alone.” I look up to find Dominic staring at my parents with wide eyes. This is embarrassing.I pinch my nose and groan in frustration. “That's enough, Mom,” I say, pointing. “You don't need to blame Dad for what Becca did.”She looks at m
SAVANNAHAs I lay there in the hospital bed, the memories of the accident continue to flash through my mind. It was a terrifying experience, and the thought that someone might have intentionally targeted me sends shivers down my spine.I'm relieved to hear from the doctor that I seem physically okay, aside from the concussion and minor injuries. However, the emotional trauma of the incident lingers. I'm getting discharged today, and Dominic specifically told the doctor not to release me unless he's here, which leaves me wondering if he feels something more for me.Closing my eyes, I try to push away the fear and anxiety that have settled in my chest. I focus on the sounds of the hospital, the quiet hum of machinery, and the distant voices of nurses and patients. It's a reassuring backdrop that I'm alive and nothing's wrong with me.I know I'll need time to process what happened, and I can't help but wonder who would want to harm me. The mystery of it all weighs heavily on my mind as I