Dear readers,
I think I owe an explanation to you guys especially to those readers of this book who have been asking me for an update, but it got delayed.

I have been extremely busy with work.
And I also lost my mother all too suddenly and I just couldn't write anymore. She is the only one in my family who knew I write and was always so encouraging. I just couldn't write, everything was blocked.

And to top that a kind reader informed me of a person stealing my work. This upset me so much, I know it's an online platform and things like this come up but this book whether good or bad is my baby, my hard work. And when someone just plagiarises this way it discourages one from writing.
Also, this book is legally copyrighted under my real maiden name so better watch out if you don't want to waste time in court. ( message to people who plagiarise other people's work).

To my readers, I thank you so much for helping me by informing me of it. Please do.so if you find anything like it in the future. Thank you so much.

And also thank you for still wanting to read this book.
WITH ALL THE sadness going on in this world. I hope all of you are keeping safe. Stay in and catch up on doing what you love. Take care.

Dominic's (POV)

"Kiss me again, " she whispered against my lips as her fingers treat through my hair.

I didn't need another second telling. I captured her plump lips, devouring every inch of her mouth. Rough, sensual that's how we moved as I pulled her into me closer. I wanted to feel her closeness more than ever.

"Love me, Dominic, " She abruptly stops the kiss, panting. I can see the need; a hunger at the way her gaze fixes on me. It was demanding.

"Are you sure, " I voiced out my concern. Not too long ago she wanted a break from us and to top that she is nurturing a deep pain. I want her so much but I want it all, not just her body, not just the physical connection.

"What do you mean, " She tries to pull away from me, voice agitated. I held her firmly against my body, refusing to lose the feel of her.

"Arabella I will and I always want to make love to you or even fuck you rough and hard, " Her cheeks tint a light pink at my abrasive choice of phrase. I trace my fingers lightly on her cheeks, " But not now. Not when you are hurting this way."

"I'm crazy!" She smiles with teeth, forcing a smile. Trying to lighten the situation but the pain in her eyes says otherwise.

"You ma..must think I've finally lost it. It's always the back and forth with me right." She steps back from me, combing back her hair with her fingers.

"I don't deserve you. I..I, " Tears stream down her cheeks.

I move towards her but she stops me shaking her head taking a step back from me.

"I love you, Dominic. And I know you love me but I can't seem to get past these dark thoughts all these insecurities, self-hate." She hiccups between sentences." I just want to feel good, I don't want to remember him, his touch." she whispers looking down at her open palms.

"Don't cry, " I firmly tell her. And pull her into my arms despite protest.

"I love you and I am here. Unburden everything sweetheart." I held her face between my palms, " Your pain is mine, you no longer have to carry it." My gaze fixed in assurance.

I moved in kissing every inch of her face. Her forehead, her cheeks, her nose.

"From now on you will remember only my touch on your body." I pulled her closer to me kissing her fiercely with all the passion I felt for her. She gasps as my hands skillfully move it's way up underneath her dress and grabs her soft plump ass.

"My lips on every inch of your body, " kissing the hollow of her neck as I slowly unzip her dress and let it fall on the ground.

I lift her up wrapping her legs around my waist and move us out of the balcony and towards the leaving area.

Laying her softly down on the sofa I continue to kiss her with the same ferocity and need. As my hands manage to finally have her naked under me, my hands skate over her curves with possessive greed.

Her trembling hands unbuttons my shirt and I help her by discarding my other clothes.

Every part of her body worshiped by my lips and hands. Our eyes held each other as I entered her in one swift thrust.
I wanted us to stay this way, I want to see her pleasure felt beautiful face as I move inside her. Her moans music to my ears. Her lips half parted, eyes rolling back as I bring her to orgasm.

My thumb tracing her plump lips, she sucks it in which makes me want to come. But I stop myself, I want to stay inside her longer.

"Feel it, sweetheart. From now on it's just us. Just you, just me. Nothing else matters. You are going to feel only my touch in your body, " Sucking hard on her neck with the intention of leaving a mark. I thrust hard.

"You are mine, and I'm yours. Say it." I urged as I thrust again.

A tear slip through her eye as her fingers trace my nose and lips, " I'm yours, " she whispers against my lips kissing me hard, " Your mine." She pants and hugs me tight and legs wrap around my waists tightly.

Making love with her is like a spiritual journey every time. I made love to her as if I were not only possessing her body but her soul as well. I want to consume every darkness that hampers her happiness.

I want her to know she is loved and how important she is in my life. Her wellbeing will always be the first priority for me. Nothing is complicated for me out here, it's this simple thing call Love.

A man who is so in love with his woman.

We fell asleep and found our way to the bedroom in the middle of the night only to make love again.

Come morning I made sure to quietly slip out of the bedroom after a quick shower with the intention of making breakfast for us. I had given off to Morris since yesterday.

Since I'm still learning how to cook which I had been trying since I met her. I settled with a simpler breakfast, the sunny side up eggs, toasted bread in the toaster, expresso, and perfectly cut out strawberries. Though I feel the sunny side up eggs appear too crispy and brown, unlike the one which Morris makes which were all white.

As I contemplated whether I should redo it, I felt delicate hands snack around my waist. Smiling I held it and turned my body to face her.

"Good morning, " she smiles as she gives me a peck on my lips.

"Good morning, " I said against her lips capturing it going in for a much deeper kiss. I'm greedy that way when it comes to her, a peck's never enough.

A smile tugs at the side of my cheek as her hand greedily roams inside my t-shirt.

She pulls her lips away from mine stopping the heated kiss midway which earns an involuntary groan from me.
She gives me a mischievous smirk as she tugs her hands out of my shirt and kneels down instead.

Fuck!

"Sweetheart, " my breath shallow looking at the way she delicately pulls down my joggers and briefs.

I sucked in a breath again as she grabs my cock and slowly licks the tip of my cock with her tongue.

"Fuck! Don't tease me this way please, " I pleaded. I pressed my back firmly on the counter for support.

"Don't you mean like this, " she tells me innocently patting her eyes and takes the whole cock inside her mouth, deep throating it and slowly drags it out with a pop, the whole time her gaze fixed on me. I can't mistake the mischievous tease her eyes held.

I let out a frustrated groan. But she simply smirks at me and closes her eyes as she sucks my cock. My fingers fist on her hair and guide her mouth on my cock. The feeling was fucking euphoric, I found myself closing my eyes.

Her mouth moves in sync with the way my hand guides her, picking up the phase. I abruptly pull her mouth out of cock and lift her up and she straddles my waist tightly. Lips kissing hungrily.

I placed her on top of the kitchen island. I notice then that she was wearing my shirt. She looked so sexy. I think I would get used to mornings like this.

Still kissing her my hands found its way up her thigh to undo her panties but to my surprise, she wasn't wearing one. My little innocent woman has overnight turned into a seductress vixen and I'm loving this side of her too.

"So wet already for me, " She moans against my lips as I rub her clit and slowly plunge two fingers inside her moving at an agonizingly slow phase.

She tries to pick up the phase by moving along with my fingers but I pull out teasing her the way she did.

She lets out a frustrated whimper.

I smirk at her but let out a throaty laugh as she pouts at me.

I suck the fingers, loving the way she tastes. I want more.

"Do you want fingers in your pussy or my mouth, " I ask leaning against her ears, pinching her perky nibbles.

"Hmmm, tell me, " I coax her giving a peck or two on her lips, biting on her lower lip and releasing it. She licks the spot with her tongue.

Just when I thought she would shy away from my question she wraps her hands around my neck and pulls me in for a long sensual kiss and whispers against my ears.

"I want your mouth in my pussy."

Loving the answer, smirking I spread her legs and devoured her pussy loving the taste, her moans filling the kitchen. My cock rock hard needing badly to be inside her. I quickly satisfied my hunger by thrusting deep inside her, fucking her rough and hard.

"Come for me sweetheart, " I tell her as I thrust inside and rubbed the clit with my thumb.

"Ah!ah!ah ahh, Dominic, I'm coming, " She screams my name digging her nails on my back as she reaches her climax.

I wanted to make her come again but my need to come overtook and I came with a satisfying roar. I didn't release I thrust in her too hard until her legs hid the granite floor.

"That was amazing Arabella, " I kissed her forehead panting.

"Love you, " Her voice comes out muffled as she pressed her lips on my chest hugging me tightly.

"I love you, " I kissed the top of her forehead.

"Breakfast is ready if you want, " I tell her as I pull up my briefs and joggers.

"Since when did you start cooking?" She teases me as she adjusts the shirt at the hem keeping it in place on her thigh.

Rubbing the back of my neck, " I'm trying, " I grinned.

"I need to go first wash, " she insists.

"No, you won't, " I wrap my hands around her waist squeezing her ass.

"I still need to fuck you on the dining table, " I returned darkly.

Her stomach lets out a soft growl which earns a giggle from her.

Chuckling, " Time to eat I guess, " Releasing her I turned and walk towards the stove where I kept the breakfast on the plates.

Grabbing each plate I kept it on top of the kitchen island.

"Want help? " She follows me as I go to retrieve the cut strawberries and expresso.

"Sure, you can get the strawberries, " Lifting the two cups of expressos I walk towards the island countertop.

"Son?"

Raising a questionable confused eyebrow I tilt my head towards the voice I thought I heard. Was it really her?

"Ah! You're awake then. Good morning, " My mother walks towards the kitchen through the door.

Fuck! Fuck!

My head quickly turns towards the startled gasps and movement behind me.

Arabella's eyes wide open in horror as she hurriedly skirts towards the island countertop, her plump ass bouncing and in full display as she stands facing my mother, more like sheltering herself from her gaze with being half-dressed. At least the island countertop offering a barrier between her and my mother.

"Mother, " I called out walking quickly towards her hoping to escort her out so Arabella can go to the bedroom and change.

My mother's gaze lands on Arabella, " Arabella what a pleasant surprise. I didn't expect to find you here this morning, I hope I'm not intruding, " She smiles walking towards her.

"Hi, Nicole, " Arabella's voice comes out almost as a squeak, threatening me to burst out laughing at this awkward situation but I riled it in and quickly stepped on my mother's path.

" Mother! Why don't we go to the patio for some fresh air and catch up, " I suggest putting my hand on her shoulder ready to stir her away from the kitchen?

"Sure son. But let me at least greet Arabella." My mother insists which earns a nervous cough from Arabella.

"She will follow us. She just has to prepare breakfast." I take this minute of conversation as a distraction to quickly turn her around and escort her towards the open terrace patio, not before giving a quick glance over my shoulder to still see a mortified woman with wide-open eyes and lips sealed shut.

"Son is everything alright with her?" My mother takes a seat on the cushioned chair once we were at the open terrace patio.

" Everything is fine mother, " I quickly answer taking a seat on the sofa facing opposite her.

She nods and eyes me in distress, "Have you read this morning's paper?"

I heaved a deep sigh and lean back on the sofa. I knew this was coming, I received a message last night from my security team that Nicholas was planning on releasing his version of the fabricated story about his sister Aliyah and I in the papers on the pretext as an anonymous informant.

I was asked whether they should kill the story. But I didn't veto it, because I want him to think he is winning.

"I did, " I answered eyeing my mother with deep regret and dread. No matter how grown you are and how many mistakes you've made in your life one is never ready to face one's mother nor is one happy to disappoint her.

"Oh, " Her face finches surprise but the downward turn of her lips shows disappointment, sadness.

"I'm disappointed son, " Her lips pressed tightly at the right corner.

"I'm sorry mother. I truly am."

"Did she really harm herself. Is whatever written on the paper true?" My mother calmly asks me. She was never one to be hysteric when faced with difficult situations.

I tell her the whole story. My mistakes and the burden of my mistakes being the barrier by Arabella.

"That's preposterous Son. We need to act quickly and file a case against these people for defamation." My mother's reaction to this whole story is met in anger.

"I know..but I have to make sure Arabella is safe first."

"Absolutely! There is no doubt about it. She must love you so much to put up with all these. And not to forget that unsavory picture of your with Ceci on the papers not too long ago. " She shakes her head and pinches the tip of her nose clearly frustrated.

I clench my fist hearing the last part of the information. The reason why I nearly lost my Arabella.

Rubbing my face in frustration. I sat up straight, " I will handle it mother, you needn't worry yourself over it. I don't want Nicholas anywhere near you or father or Gammy for that matter. Sebastian is helping me out too so in time I will be able to get out of this. " I assured my mother.

"I hope so Son. I'm here if you need my help. The press is going to have a field over it but it's nothing we can't overcome."

I nodded in agreement.

"Also you should know that I didn't raise you to think that it is the moral thing to do to toy with people's feelings. Please never do that again son no matter how desperate the situation gets." She admonishes greatly disappointed by my actions which make me feel extremely shitty.

"I won't mother. I'm sorry, " I apologize with utmost sincerity.

"Thank you, " She finally gives me a small smile, her shoulders loosening as her demeanor relaxes.

"Are you guys ready for breakfast?"

We found ourselves looking towards the offer.

Arabella walks towards us fully dressed much to my disappointment. No matter I will have her naked and writhing underneath me in no time while I bring her to multiple orgasms.

My dirty thoughts quickly vanish upon hearing my mother's voice.

"Thank you, you shouldn't have troubled yourself." My mother smiled a genuinely warm smile one that was missing the first time she met my Arabella.

"Its no trouble at all Nicole, " Arabella smiles back.

To my relief, her magical hands made some mouth-watering pancakes and waffles. And as for my eggs, they were too crispy for my taste, quite off-putting.

Once my mother left we freshened up got ready for work and dropped her to her office.

"You will be assigned a bodyguard starting today, " I tell her once we are inside her office.

"Okay, " to my utter surprise she nods in agreement without a slight hint of protest.

She must have noticed my surprised expression because she quickly follows up her agreement with her own terms and conditions.

"But only until Nicholas goes away from our lives for good. Also, please tell him/ her not to breathe down my nose 24/7." She folds her arms across her chest giving a good view of her cleavage as she stands leaning on the table behind her.

"Noted. Discretion it is." I chuckled settling down on one of the chairs facing her.

"You were right about him you know." She sits on the edge of the table crossing her legs.

"We have to be very clever about how we handle things with Nicholas. He is crazy, cold, and above all cunning, sickening to say this but smart."

"I know. I have been planning for years digging up as much dirt on him as possible and I have uncovered some pretty incriminating things against him but I need more time to collect more evidence and call the FBI on him." I stated.

"What is it, " she asks curiously.

"I can't tell you now, not for anything but for your own safety." I refuse to indulge her at all in this mess. If that asshole comes to know she knows he would not stop himself from harming her or anyone for that matter.

She nods biting her lips. She doesn't agree.

"Trust me, sweetheart, it's too dangerous for you to know this secret. You know I would never hide anything from you." I leaned closer towards her by placing a reassuring hand on her thigh.

"Just be careful. I won't be able to handle if something bad happens to you." Fear clearly evident in her voice.

"Hey, nothing is going to happen okay, " I made her eyes in assurance holding her hands between my palms.

"Okay, " she agrees weakly.

"And as for Richard, that fucker. I have devised a plan so airtight he wished he'd never messed with my woman. In fact, " I paused glancing at my watch it was quarter to 10.

"I have a meeting set up for that very purpose later in the evening. Sebastian and I will be making a visit to his firm." I can't help the excitement of adrenaline rush that gives me just thinking of his reaction to the best-laid plans I have created for him.

A knock on the door interrupts our conversation.

Alex walks inside with a package gives it to Arabella and leaves us.

"Is this your handy work, Dominic, " Arabella smiles as she unwraps the nicely wrapped package.

It was a square black velvet box. The moment she opens the box she screams dropping the box on the floor with pure horror.

What the fuck?

My eyes widen too as I see the object of her terror.

It was bloodied pairs of cut off fingers.

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