Chapter 4

The distant mountains are covered with white snow, and the spruce trees are neatly aligned.

Last night, Isabella was busy admiring Dominic instead of enjoying the scenery outside. And she has to say, last night was the best sex she has ever had.

She rolled off the bed, picked up the slip dress on the floor, walked to a beautiful mahogany table, took a cigarette from Dominic's cigarette box, and lit it up.

"Do you want some cigarettes?” she asked him.

Dominic had just woken up, stretching himself on the bed without covering his body. His already sexy voice sounded hoarse and even more captivating than last night.

“I'd rather have you on top of me again, though.”

Isabella scoffed before blowing the smoke into his face. “Is that so? I’m honored.”

Dominic suddenly grabbed her hand before leaving trails of kisses on her arm to her neck.

His movements were careful, as if he were touching something fragile. She leaned back as this man worked his way, leaving marks all over her body. When Dominic seemed satisfied with his work, he lay back on his side with one hand supporting his head while showing his well-built body to her.

Isabella bit her lower lip when his tight lines and bulging muscles were hard to resist. He raised his eyebrows playfully and calmly looked at her.

“Do you like what you see, Isabella?”

She nodded and put the cigarette on an ashtray.

“I need to stop smoking. It would be hard for me to stop if I got addicted again. It costs money to buy cigarettes. And you, don’t you think it’s time to put on my clothing?”

Dominic chuckled lightly, his shallow voice filled with sarcasm. "When you tried my ‘cigarette,’ weren't you afraid of getting addicted?" he asked while shaking his hips, letting her heart pound harder than before.

"I was, but sucking yours doesn't cost me any money." She thought for a moment and chuckled.

Dominic continued to maintain posture, but the smile on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by curiosity and scrutiny, looking slightly offended. “You're quite daring, playing with me like this."

Isabella didn’t say anything. She admitted she was a bit nervous and guilty; after all, she just slept with Nathaniel's uncle. Thinking of Nathaniel first thing in the morning makes her sick. Even she didn’t gag when she sucked on Dominic's hard dick. And now she want to puke while thinking of that bastard. 

The satisfaction on her face instantly disappeared, replaced by annoyance and disgust.

"I have a question for you. Did you know that Nathaniel and his stepmother are sleeping together?"

Dominic seemed to have anticipated that she would ask this question. There was no change in his expression, and he nodded faintly.

“Of course, it’s a known fact. And it seems only my idiot half-brother, and you didn’t know about this.”

Really?

Isabella sat at the corner of the bed and cursed herself for being stupid and gullible. "I always thought they were mother and son, but when I caught them..."

She couldn't help but burst into tears. She doesn’t even care if she has to cry like a child in front of Dominic. She didn’t hold back and showed her ugliest facial expression to the man she just met.

Suddenly, Isabella felt Dominic hug her from behind with his big arms around her before placing his chin on her shoulder. She should have been sad, but she blushed when his member pressed against her back.

“Don’t cry. You look far too beautiful to be crying for a bastard like him.”

She cries even harder when this man comforts her.

“Easy for you to say. I saw my fiancé screwing his stepmother with my own eyes. You have no idea what I felt.”

Dominic didn't say a word and remained silent for a moment. “You had sex with me so you could forget about Nathaniel, right?” he questioned.

Her motives were exposed, and she couldn’t deny or directly admit it. Instead, she skipped his question and smiled. "Well, perhaps? I'm sorry, okay? I was so lost."

Isabella was a little anxious and wanted to hear an explanation from Dominic—the reason why he flirted with her—but that man had no intention of telling her.

"I never knew Nathaniel before, so I didn’t know he was into milfs. Don’t blame yourself. It’s his fault for betraying you. You only need a man who can appreciate you. Nathaniel is blind.”

She stared at him for a moment.

Is Dominic trying to say that he’s here and tell her to forget about Nathaniel? Well, she's planning to forget about him. She couldn't help but feel helpless. Her shoulders slumped, and she sighed gently while leaning back to Dominic's

Isabella turned to the side and looked up at him with watery, peach-colored eyes. "Am I a whore for liking you without knowing who you truly are?”

"What?" Dominic laughed. His face remained unchanged as he issued a dismissal. "Aren’t you worried that someone would come through the door and see us like this?”

Isabella shakes her head, no.

"Wait, are you kicking me out?"

Dominic raised an eyebrow without confirming or denying. "Who knows? I’m a very busy man. So, once you get a hold of yourself, you should leave.” His voice was deep and resonant, full of threat and naughtiness. A plain glance was enough to make people shudder. Is he kicking her out of his room, or is that his way of saying stay?

"What happened to the soft and gentle man I slept with last night?” My voice was small in the end, but he still heard it.

Dominic let go of his arms and got up from the bed. He smirked before raising his hand and pinching my chin, looking down at me with a superior gaze, and said word by word. "Did you think I didn’t hear what you said when you screamed my name last night? I am not a tool for your revenge.”

The moment she met his eyes, Isabella couldn't help but tremble involuntarily. No one has ever looked at her like that. Usually, one would keep their distance, but why is she ready to throw herself into the pits of hell?

Dominic's eyes suddenly change. When Isabella looked into his eyes, it reminded her of when she was thrown into the darkest room in her mansion. Her parents called it a correctional room where she spent most of her time whenever she did something they deemed inappropriate as the daughter of an alpha.

“Do my eyes remind you of your deepest, darkest secret?”

She slowly nodded her head.

“Now leave before Nathaniel sees you in my room.”

Isabella watched as Dominic grabbed a towel and covered his lower body while she sat there, thinking. Dominic didn’t say much, but his action tells her otherwise.

“What if I told you I can help you be a respected alpha for this pack?” Somehow, her question made him turn his attention to her.

He smirked. “You got my attention.”

Finally.

“I can help you gain the power and influence you want. Just take me as your Luna. I am the daughter of the Crescent Pack Alpha. I may live behind my father’s shadows, but I have a network of people. From the looks of things, you need me, and I need you.”

Dominic laughed, shaking his head. "When did I ever say I needed your help?”

“Nathaniel and his father will never stop protesting against you. I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but people here hate you.”

Dominic hummed. Isabella watched as he walked towards her while pushing back his hair with his hand. She just met the man last night, slept with him, and now she's begging him to marry her.

“And what do you gain from being my Luna?”

“Revenge. I decided to have my revenge. And you’re the only one capable of doing so.”

Dominic stood in front of her, before grabbing her chin.

“If this is one of your plans to trick me, forget about it. Otherwise—"

Dominic leaned in for a kiss, and she didn’t try to stop him. When they pulled away, she looked deep into his eyes.

"Otherwise, what?" he questioned.

He snorted coldly.

"Try it, and you'll find out. Marry me."