Part 4

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I cleaned up the dining room, and put away the food I was going to fix for another day.

I just couldn't stop thinking about the way he walked out, I knew the conversation must have hit a nerve..... But why?

I mean he still couldn't possibly care with the way he just left me and all?

"I need a shower!"
I exclaimed shaking off the thoughts, I finished washing the last red dish and placed it into the strainer.

Walking through the house turning off some of the lights, I shut off the tv in the common room, and walked into our bedroom, it was dark and silent inside since Alec was in his gaming room working on his new gaming concept.

Flicking on the switch I immediately started to undress when I noticed there on my king size bed a little white note?

It's probably from Al.

I picked it up anyway and walked into our massive bathroom, I reached inside the glass shower and turned on the four shower heads making sure the temperature was as hot as it could go!

As I waited for the water to heat up, I opened up the note, and instant shivers came over my body.
It was from Dom?
I read this little piece of paper over and over again, not believing the words I was reading.

We loved with a love that was more than love.
Edgar Allen Poe.

I looked up from the note I was clutching onto and noticed the glass was completely fogy, I stepped inside the hot watery abuse, with the paper.

He still remembered my favorite poet.... And poem.

I don't know why?
Or how, but this man was back in my life, and my treacherous body was under his spell, I was craving to be wielded by his every command.
The way it use to be.

I'm so tainted.

"Look how pretty you are my little whore!"

Dominic stalked around me, staring at me like an animal deprived of meat....

Smack!

The sound of him slapping my ass broke the silence.
I glared straight ahead, skin stinging!

He wanted to try something different in our bedroom life.... As if he hasn't brought change into our everyday life already!

He was changing, and I didn't like it one bit, I stood silent and stark naked as he brought his hand backdown across the same spot he slapped earlier.

Smack!

"That fucking hurt!"
I yelled before I could stop myself.

He's trying something different....
I chanted to myself.

"Did I tell you to speak!"

Smack!

Fuck that hurt!
I didn't say anything after that, I just kept silent and looked to the ground.

He wasn't like this until he joined his family's business, and I hated the family business!
I hated the line of work he was given to do.

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