His Sexual Demands [18+]

Twenty-Six| Reunited

Third Person POV

Cℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 Twenty-Six
Reunited!

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ΤΡΕΙΣ ΜΗΝΕΣ. THREE MONTHS SINCE VALENTINA HAD LAST SPOKEN TO DOMINIC. WHERE HER last words had been a lie, not that she had known until a week later. Turning to face to the side, she glanced in her mirror rubbing a hand over her stomach.

Luckily a bump hadn't formed yet.

Upon hearing footsteps coming up the stairs, she pulled down her shirt, sitting at her vanity applying minimal layers of mascara. Looking up at the person through her mirror she gave him a timid smile.

"Hi baby," Zayn greeted, roughly grabbing her jaw to turn her face, capturing her in a kiss. Valentina couldn't shake off the feeling on how the kiss felt so off. "How you feeling? Is your sickness gone? Still can not comprehend why you wouldn't let me sue that poor excuse of a restaurant for food poisoning."

Because I wasn't poisoned. She thought to herself.

"It was most likely a mistake, there was no valid reason to take it to those extents," she replied back calmly.

Nodding his head slowly to his girlfriends words, Zayn massaged her shoulders slightly. Progressively moving his hand down to her breasts, groping lightly. Lifting her, the business man brought her over to the bed. Slipping a hand under her skirt, he rubbed figure eight motions on her clit, smirking at her slight breathlessness.

"You like that?"

Unsatisfied by receiving only a nod, he allowed his free hand to wrap tightly around her neck. His other hands moved her underwear aside, teasing her entrance, staring deep into her eyes.

"I said, do you like that? Give me a verbal response, love."

"Yes," Valentina expressed, followed with a quiet moan when Zayn pushed in two fingers.

"Good girl," he spoke, pulling out both fingers. "Clean yourself up, we're going to buy you a nice dress for the dinner tonight." Zayn told her with a small spank on her ass he exited out of the room.

Times like these would cause the young women to reminisce over Dominic, how he was so gentle, always remembering to give aftercare. Valentina knew she deeply regretted ending what they had. Constantly mentally punishing herself that it is too late to get him back.

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Hand in hand, Zayn led Valentina to an expensive dress store, "Pick any dress you like, my treat, princess," he told her, placing a sloppy kiss on her cheek.

Pleasing him with a forced smile, she was immediately was drawn to an emerald green ball gown. It wrapped around the neck, tightly fitting around the waist, allowing the end of the dress to flow loosely — an extra addition of a slit up the right leg.

"That would be gorgeous on you ma'am," A shop assistant beside her spoke as she hung up dresses. "Certainly your colour," she added with a smile.

"Thank you — Cassie." Valentina replied politely, after reading the name tag. "I think I'll to purchase this one," the brunette told Zayn who was hungrily glancing around the shop at all the older women. His eyes filled with lust.

"You positive? I cannot deal with you fussing tonight if you do not like it," he told her, inconsiderate of his words.

Taking a deep breath, Valentina nodded her head, "I'm positive."

Zayn took the dress from her hands, placing it at the till, he placed down more money than necessary, snatching the bag off Cassie before handing it back to Valentina.

Dominic always held her bags for her.

Embarrassed by his actions, Valentina turned to Cassie, "Thank you honestly, keep the extra and treat yourself." Before catching up with Zayn who had already left the store.

"Come on, we need to get back now, as you're going to be taking forever making yourself look presentable. I'm not being late because of you."

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Valentina felt an odd sensation begin to form in her stomach as they neared the restaurant. There was a chance that Dominic would make an appearance tonight, although she was eager to see him, she only knew if she did she would freeze in the moment. Incapable to form an actual sentence.

"Valentina, we're here," Zayn announced. Parking up, he jumped out of his seat, opening up her door for her.

Upon entering the restaurant, her nerves were immediately replaced with excitement seeing Phoenix, her mother and father sat already at the table. She let go of Zayn to rush over to her family only to be pulled back.

"Are you trying to embarrass me? You cannot leave my side, you got it?" Zayn whispered harshly.

"Of course. I'm sorry," she replied timidly. Ignoring the concerning expression Phoenix was sending her.

Linking arms with Zayn, he led her to the table. Allowing her to hug and greet everyone. Confused slightly seeing an empty space between her father and Phoenix.

Suddenly feeling a strong gaze set on her, she spun round to see who it was. Valentina felt chills run through her body, when her eyes landed on the culprit.

Dominic.

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