Miss nobody strikes back

His house.

Chapter thirty one.

My car rolled into my house garage. After parking it, I walked out and went around to where Hanna sat, almost falling out of the car. I carefully unbuckled her seatbelt and lifted her bridal style. She wrapped her hands loosely around my neck, mumbling incoherently in her sleep.

I opened the front door with my fingerprint and walked in, only to be greeted by Judy and Dana, running up to me. I had hoped they were asleep. "Dom, Mom called you a bunch of times. What happened? And who's this?" Judy asked, eyeing the girl in my arms. "Help me open the door to the guest room," I said, ignoring her question. She nodded, and we climbed the stairs together. Judy opened the guest room door for me, and I walked in.

"Tell Mom I'll meet her downstairs," I said. Judy shot me a smirk before walking out, leaving just the two of us in the room.

I shifted the duvet to one side and gently placed Hanna on the bed. After removing her shoes and placing them beside the bed, she suddenly tossed to the other side, pulling off her jacket to reveal the strapped dress underneath. It exposed her neck and a bit of her cleavage. This was the first time I had seen her like this, so different from the usual baggy clothes she always wore.

Her face was flushed bright red. She reached for the strap of her dress as if she wanted to pull it off, but I quickly grabbed her hand to stop her. She sat up, her eyes barely open, smiling at me. "You're pretty..." she mumbled before wrapping her arms around me again. She leaned forward, pouting her lips, clearly about to kiss me. Startled, I placed my hand on her mouth and gently pushed her back onto the bed, covering her with the duvet. Thankfully, she fell asleep almost immediately.

I ran a hand through my hair, a habit whenever I felt frustrated. Closing the door behind me, I headed downstairs, where my mom and sisters were waiting. "Dominic, you're back early," Mom remarked. "I was bored," I shrugged, not bothering to elaborate. Parties, especially ones involving alcohol, weren't really my thing.

"So, who's the girl you brought home?" Judy asked, raising an eyebrow. "Is she your girlfriend? You've never brought one home before," Dana chimed in. "She's just my classmate, nothing more," I replied, trying to sound casual. "That doesn't explain why she's here, drunk, at 11 p.m.," Judy pressed on, always too sharp when it came to things like this. "She was too drunk to tell me her address. What was I supposed to do? Leave her out on the street?" I said, a bit defensively.

"Still, she must mean something to you if you cared enough to—" Judy started, but Mom cut her off. "Judy, let him rest. He just came back from a party." "But Mom!" Judy whined, but she didn’t push it further. "Why are you two still up at this time?" I asked, changing the subject. "I was waiting for you," Dana said softly. "Go freshen up and come down to eat."

Dana, the youngest of my sisters, grabbed my hand, and we headed upstairs together. After changing into more comfortable clothes, we both went back downstairs. I sat at the dining table while Mom served dinner. "Mom," I started, but she cut me off, smiling. "Okay, okay. I'll leave you to eat," she said before walking away.

Hanna's POV

I rolled to the other side of the bed, reluctant to wake up. The bed was so soft, and everything felt so cozy. My phone alarm blared, and I quickly turned it off. Rubbing my eyes, I checked the time—8:30 a.m. It was Sunday, so I wasn’t in a hurry.

As I stretched, my eyes caught the large window beside the bed, sunlight streaming in and casting a warm glow. Wait... my room didn’t have a window this big.

I sat up quickly, taking in my surroundings. Holy cow, I was in a room twice the size of my own! The décor, the air conditioning, the massive bed—was I in heaven? A sharp pain shot through my head, reminding me that I was, unfortunately, very much alive. I looked down at myself. Thank God, I was still dressed, although my jacket was missing.

Just then, the door creaked open, and a little girl walked in. "You're awake," she said, smiling. "Hi, um, where am I?" I asked, still confused. The girl was ridiculously pretty, the kind of kid you'd see in a commercial. "It's a secret, but Mom brought you some clothes and essentials," she said, before running out of the room before I could stop her.

I got up gingerly, my ankle throbbing along with my head. Ugh, so much for asking for just an orange juice. I glanced at the bag the girl had brought. Inside, there was a nice dress.

I made my way to the bathroom, which was impossibly elegant. How could a bathroom be this beautiful? Everything looked brand new. After taking a long, hot shower, I put on the simple knee-length floral dress that the girl had brought. I brushed my hair and let it fall over my shoulders, packed my things, and walked out into the hallway.

Whoever’s house this was, it was clear they were rich. Really rich. But who? I tried to piece together last night, but everything was a blur. I made my way downstairs, and as I reached the living room, my jaw nearly dropped. The place was stunning, with expensive-looking furniture and a grand chandelier.

"Hi!" The little girl from earlier greeted me and pulled me over to the couch. Another girl joined us, sitting beside me with a grin. "So, you're the girl my brother brought home last night," she said, looking me up and down. "I always thought he had bad taste, but you're not bad."

"Hi, I'm Judy, and this is Dana," the older girl introduced herself. Both girls were beautiful. "Hi, I'm Hanna," I said, still feeling a bit lost. "Can you tell me where I am?"

"You don’t remember anything from last night?" Judy asked, and I shook my head. "You’re at Dominic’s house," she said. My eyes widened in shock, and it felt like I had been struck by lightning. Dominic!

"Calm down," Judy chuckled. "You look like you’re about to have a stroke. I know my brother’s hot stuff, but..."

"For real, this is Dominic’s house?" I asked again, disbelief written all over my face. She nodded, confirming my suspicions.