Affairs of the Heart

chapter 14

Desirée cleared her throat "Sharon, what are you doing here?", Desirée asked in disbelief.

"Where's Dominic?", she spat out coldly, pushing past Desirée.
Dominic suddenly came around the corner, confusion registering on his face.

"Oh so this is where you are?", she said raising a penciled in brow.

"What do you want?", Dominic hissed impatiently.

"Oh so this is how you act, when couple weeks ago I was in your bed!", she spat out icely.

"What?!", Desirée gasped
Sharon turned to Desirée and smiled deviously "yes my dear. When he got out of the hospital, the only thing he remembered was my bed"

Anger and hurt spiraled in the pit of Desiree's stomach, she flashed a heated gaze towards Dominic.

"Is this true?", she asked shakily, lips trembling.

"Des-

"Answer the fucking question, it's either a yes or a no", she said stifly between clenched teeth, eyes watery.

Dominic sighed "I didn't have sex with her, she's lying", he said,then paused " we only kissed"

Desirée expelled a raspy sigh, as she fought back the tears. This time she was adamant. She wasn't going to cry no matter how it hurt.

"Get. The. Fuck. Out", she said bitterly "both of you!", she echoed, staring at Sharon.
"Des, please-",Dominic moved towards her, and was about to touch her. Desirée took a step back.

"If you touch me, you'll be writing with your mouth the next time I see you", she ground out heatedly.

Dominic stood and glared at her for a moment before he stepped out of the house. When he was one the porch step, he spun around and gave Desirée a hard kiss. She quickly pushed him away and gave him a hard slap that left his face red. Her eyes burned from unshed tears but she still had the courage to go closer to him.

She tipped and whispered in his ears "if I never, see you again, it would be too soon", she said between clenched teeth. Immediately after, she closed the door in his face.

Desirée leaned her back to the door, held her face with both hands and cried. How could he do that to her...again?. He practically had sex with the woman he claimed he dispised so much.
Desirée wiped the tears from her eyes and straightened her clothes. She was done!. Done with him! Done with him always hurting her. Too much had happened, she had forgiven him on too many occasions and it was like the mother fucker couldn't learn. She didn't care if he didn't remember at the time, she didn't care if Sharon was the one who kissed him. She didn't care if they'd pointed at gun at his head and demanded he do it. She didn't care, at all. She was done with Dominic Santos. She was done with the hurt.

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The following morning Desirée woke up to the ringing of her cell phone.

"Hello", she answered sleepily.

"Rise and shine sleepy head,it's Sunday and we are going out!", Alexia's chirpy voice rang out over the phone.

Desirée wrinkled her nose. "What?"

"Me, you, Dominic, Donnielle, shazad and Dre, are going out on a couples retreat", Alexia chimed.

"What, I thought you wanted a divorce" Des stated, a bit confused.

Alexia sighed "I still do, but it's only a day and a half"

"Does shazad know you want one?", Des asked sitting up in the bed.

"Nah, not yet, anyway, get up, we leave at twelve and it's now nine. Meet us at the restaurant".

Desirée paused "wait, Dominic isn't coming", she stated bitterly.