Athena’s heart raced and her mind was confused, unable to comprehend the depths of Dominique’s emotions. ’Am I seeing things? Why does he look so sad?’
Dominique clenched his fists. He was usually composed and confident. But in that brief mont, Athena witnessed his vulnerability.
Without saying a word, Dominique quickly turned around, walking out of the place. Athena’s presence put his emotions into chaos once again. Before he could lose control, Dominique imdiately distanced himself from her.
Dominique had already disappeared from her sight yet Athena’s gaze still lingered on the glass door. It did not take long before Lanny entered the store, dashing in her direction.
"Athena, are you alright? What happened? I saw Dominique storming out of the place." Lanny asked Athena curiously.
"I don’t know. He just left without saying a word. Anyway, where is Aaron?" Athena searched for her son.
"Don’t worry. He is in the car. Dominique didn’t see him." Lanny reassured her.
Athena heaved a sigh of relief. "Honestly, this is a mistake on my part. We shouldn’t have brought Aaron here. I didn’t anticipate Dominique would still co here."
"Hmmm. That’s weird. Perhaps it beca his habit to go here. Or today is just a coincidence? So don’t bla yourself." Lanny consoled her.
Athena was still bothered by Dominique’s strange behavior. So things didn’t make sense and she couldn’t help but wonder.
"Shall we leave now?" Lanny wrapped her arm around her shoulder.
Athena and Lanny were about to leave when the storekeeper approached them. The young storekeeper gave Athena her favorite vanilla ice cream.
Athena looked at her in confusion. She recognized the young lady. She was Amanda, the daughter of the owner of the Happy Store.
"I didn’t order..." Athena hesitated to accept it, but the young storekeeper smiled at her as she insisted.
"Our Boss wants to treat you, Ma’am."
"Boss? Where is she?" Athena thought Amanda was referring to her mother, Mrs. Winslow.
"Uhmm, Not a she..." Amanda smiled sheepishly. "You’ve just talked to him earlier, Ma’am. Didn’t you know? Mr. Smith is the owner of this store." She scratched her face and ekly continued, "The guy you kissed a while ago!"
Athena: "..."
Lanny: "..."
’Huh? Dominique is the new owner of this store. What happened to Mrs. Winslow?’ Athena asked herself in disbelief.
In the end, Athena and Lanny left the Happy Store with lots of questions running in her mind.
*****
[ At Red Cherry Hotel... ]
Sasha woke up so late due to the intense physical exertion she experienced the previous night. Exhausted from nurous rounds of intimate monts with the man she believed protected her from unknown assailants.
To her disappointnt, she found herself alone in the room. There was no sign of her savior.
Sasha sat up, leaning her back on the headboard of the bed. Her cheeks reddened when she noticed the marks left by the man’s passion on her body. Love bites, kiss marks, and bruised fingerprints scattered all over her body.
"Damn. Mr. V indeed lives up to the hype. I can’t believe his stamina in bed. He was so intense... like a dog in heat." Sasha mumbled, smiling from ear to ear. She was truly satisfied by him.
However, her smile faded as Dominique’s face popped up in her mind. ’Sigh. I’ve done it again. But no matter what I committed wrong... I’m just trying to compensate for my husband’s shortcomings.’ Sasha tried to convince herself, justifying her action so that she wouldn’t be consud by her guilt.
’Besides, Dominique can’t fulfill my physical needs. This is just my way of getting even with him. He slept with Sabrina several tis and he got her pregnant... This is sothing he can’t do for as of this mont.’ Sasha gritted her teeth, a hint of jealousy and bitterness evident in her eyes.
After a while, Sasha rose from the bed, making her way to the bathroom with difficulty. "Gosh, I feel sore down there," she muttered, feeling discomfort in her private part.
Upon entering the bathroom, she was taken aback to find a paper bag resting on the sink’s surface, accompanied by a note.
[ I’m sorry for ripping off your clothes last night. ~ Mr. V. ]
Sasha’s eyes lit up when she read the note. She could already tell that the paper bag contained a new set of clothes for her to wear.
"Hmm. What a mysterious guy. He should have given this to in person. I haven’t taken a closer look at his face." Sasha pouted her lips, feeling disappointed.
"It’s fine. I know where to find him. I’ll just approach him and thank him personally." Sasha was looking forward to eting Vladimir once again, thinking he would also be happy to see her.
But little did she know, the guy whom she slept with last night was not Vladimir. It was Timothy. He got furious when she moaned soone else’s na.
He would have understood if she had called out Dominique’s na. But she didn’t. Instead, she uttered another man’s na – not his, not her husband’s!
Timothy’s ego suffered a blow. He was turned down by her at the club, only to discover she was willing to offer herself to another man, specifically Mr. V.
He thought she was faithful to Dominique so he considered her as a great challenge. Who would have thought she was no different from the other won he bedded before?
As part of Timothy’s revenge, he didn’t disclose his identity to her, making her believe he was Mr. V.
"I’ve lost interest in her. I just realized she is not worth my ti. Hmm. She’s just a cheap woman. Fortunately, I found a true gem, a rare jewel. Athena." These were the words Timothy uttered before leaving the hotel suite while Sasha was sound asleep.
Timothy had set his eyes on the mysterious singer. Now, he was now eager to know her more and establish a closer connection with her. His first step was to recruit her as his exclusive artist.
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