Chapter 135:
Makenna’s POV:
Cowering in the corner of the car, I clung tightly to the coat, trying to shield myself from Bryan’s ire. There was no way I was going with this enraged man.
“I said get out! Are you deaf?” Bryan’s frustration boiled over as he yanked at the car door, but Dominic had locked it tight.
Bryan’s voice, now laced with menace, cut through the tension. “Dominic! Open this door! Otherwise, you’ll be sorry!”
Dominic remained unfazed, his gaze cool as he turned to me. “Do you want to go with him?”
I shook my head with determination. “No!”
Only someone foolish would willingly follow a madman like Bryan!
If I had my way, I’d never lay eyes on him again.
Dominic, his expression icy, turned his head toward Bryan with a mocking edge. “She said she won’t go with you. Does that sink in?”
Then he ignored Bryan, rolled up the window, and started the car.
“Dominic! You truly are amazing! The next time, I most certainly will…”
Bryan’s admonishing voice vanished from earshot. I let out a sigh of relief and slumped back in my seat, feeling the weight of the evening’s events.
Dominic glanced over at me, a smirk playing on his lips. “Why so nervous?”
I rolled my eyes, unable to keep the frustration out of my voice. “How can I not be nervous? If I went with Bryan, I’d be finished!”
Being around them always made me feel like I was caught in a web of deceit. Perhaps it was because I had been with all of them…
Especially Clayton.
Thinking about Clayton’s solitary departure, a pang of discomfort twisted in my chest. Despite my status, I had an overwhelming urge to explain myself to him.
I wanted him to know that my encounters with Dominic were due to being drugged, and that my previous encounters with Dominic and Bryan had been forced upon me.
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Clayton was the only one who felt different… But I couldn’t quite put my finger on why.
As my mood sank deeper, Dominic’s sudden laughter jolted me.
He seemed genuinely amused by my response. His usual cold demeanor softened, revealing a more approachable charm.
I felt a blush creep up my cheeks and a strange flutter in my heart. The atmosphere in the car grew oddly intimate.
I shifted nervously in my seat, but before I could dwell on it, the car entered the palace and rolled to a stop in front of my house.
When I attempted to get out, my legs buckled, and I collapsed onto the ground.
The soreness and weakness in my body hit me with full force, likely from the prolonged encounter with Dominic. As I struggled to rise, I felt strong arms lifting me effortlessly. Startled, I instinctively clung to his neck. It was Dominic, his arms securely holding me as he carried me into the house.
