Part 19

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"Your crazy!"
I gasped getting to my feet to go throw some clothes on.

"Shay, think about it.... What do you have holding you back, you already filed for divorce."

He said while following me into the bathroom he grabbed me by the shoulders, turning me around to face him.

"Shell-"
I was saying until he interrupted me.

"Shelly already destroyed your so called 'friendship' what else..."
I seen the hopefulness in those beautiful eyes, and then I thought about it.

Maybe Alec could be happy now, maybe Shelly could be to....

I knew Alec loved me.... And I still loved him.
But loving couples didn't do this shit to one another.

Loving couples didn't wish they married their ex-lovers.

Loving couples didn't cheat on their spouses.

We loved each other.
But we weren't 'in' love with each other, we were broken, and honestly I didn't want to fix it....

I looked into the eyes of a man I never forgot, I got married to another man, I built a home with that other man.
I've done everything without the person standing in front of me right now.....
And the sad truth was I never stopped wanting the person that stood in front of right now.

Dominic was my disease, I went to bed with him on my mind so much, I would dream of him every other night, dreams I didn't want to be awoken from.
He was tattooed into my mind.

That's when it finally just hit me..... I knew what I wanted, I wanted to fall asleep in this man's arms.
I wanted to hear this man moan my name....

I wanted to be his again...

"Okay..."
I finally answered him.

"Okay....?"

"Let's do it, let's go.... Yes Dom yes!"
I cheered and kissed him hard.

He laughed cheerfully lifting my still naked body in the air spinning me around, kissing me back even harder, I felt his grin as we kissed.

"I love you Shay Dawson, I never stopped loving you....!"
He beamed, I pulled back and searched his face.

The man was beautiful when he was brooding, but god he was completely intoxicating when he was cheerful.

"Dom I still have a lot to ask,"
I began and narrowed my eyes on him, pushing away I needed room to ask him these questions without getting sidetracked.

"Anything!"

"I know you took over your father's 'business' but are you still doing-"

"No."

He cut me off.

"The last person was Victor.... And I still have Dante."

"I thought you was a hitman?"

"I use to be, now I just have people doing the 'hitting' for me,"

"So your like Victor?"

I huffed out getting upset at the thought.

"I work in the blackmarket, so yeah.... I'm not anything like my father, but I AM a ruthless business man,"

"So you still run the same business?"

"My father didn't have the balls to take this business where it is now. I took what Victor showed me and I turned it into something great!"
He explained a bit of annoyance in his deep voice, I knew it wasn't toward me.
He always got heated when it came to talking about his family.

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