CHAPTER 4*Dominics pov*

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Dominic walked to his car with her in he's arms.

He didn't know why he felt like he needed to be close to her and protect her.

He needed to stop his thought about her he was a gang leader not a sick Loveing puppy.

Dominic puted her in the back seat and went to the passenger seat and roared the engin to life.

Dominic's thoughts where all over the place.

He didn't know why she was in their and most of all he didn't even know why he brought her with him.

Dominic reached his house that looked more like a Vila.

He parked his car in the garage and got out and went to get her, he picked her up again and walked to the front door.

He walked up the stairs and into his room.

He puted her on his bed and stared at her. This was so wrong but felt so right  he looked at her bruises and decided to clean them up. He left to get a cloth and warm water and cream for the cuts she had on her face.

when he stepped into the room he walked over to her he sat at the edge of the bed

And cleaned her wounds and every bruise he would see he could feel his blood boil and for once in his life he was happy that they had killed them.

He puted cream on her bruises and cuts he didn't now what to do to her ribs it looked like it was broken it had a huge black purple colour over it and all he wanted to do was wish he could kill that basterd again.

when Dominic finished he went into his walk in closet and grabed one of his shirts and walked back too her.

He took off her jeans without looking at her, yes he was in a gang and yes he never showed kindness it just wasn't him but he did have respect if you respected him he would respect you, You fucked with him and you would surely  die.

He puted his shirt on her careful to not  hurt her.

He never felt this way, Ever so why now why her, He just didn't understand.

He went to the door and opend it he looked back at her one last time before he left to to go deal with his gang.

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