No Promises

chapter 22: unexpected

Dom's POV
I drop Lilly off at my house on my way to the store. I had a few errands I had to run and I also had to buy some food because my refriderator was almost empty, and we need to eat.

When I go shopping to Target, I somehow end up with forty million things that I don't even need. And that's exactly what happened today. I pay for all my groceries and other shït that I got, and I head back to my car.

On my way home, I almost pass a club, and without consulting Lilly, I pull up into the parking lot. I walk into the entrance and take a look around. There's people drinking, dancing, making out, dry humping each other, and smoking. I see a guy that's shoving his tongue down this other girl's throat, and when I have a closer look, I realize it's Troy. I walk up to him and when he sees me, he immediately stops.

"Dominic, hey."
"You know this guy?" The girl asks.
"Yeah, he's my little brother."
"Oh, that's nice."
"I'm sorry, was I interrupting something?" I smirked.
His face went pink, and he looked completely flabbergasted.
"I'll let you get back to what you were doing."
"Actually, you know, it's fine. Let me buy you a drink."
"What about me, daddy?" The blonde asks.
"Just wait here, sweetie, I'll be back in a few." He winks at her.
I raise my eyebrows at him and his face goes red again.
"Oh my, Troy, not only are you clubbing tonight, but you're also trying to get into that poor blonde's pants. Did you really tell her your name was daddy?"
He snorts.
"It shouldn't be a surprise to you, Dominic. And it's just a one night fling type of thing. I don't want her trying to find me again."
"You're such an ass, Troy. I can't even believe that you're still red."
He mumbles something under his breath.
"Well, big brother, have fun boning the blonde, and let me know when you're ready to stop being an ass."
His mouth drop open, and I walk away from him.

I pull up a barstool next to a well dressed man. He turns his head and fixes his piercing, gray eyes on me. Holy shit. It's Christian Grey.
"Dominic." He presses his mouth into a fine, hard line.
"Christain."
"Two beers, please." He tells the bartender.
"Yes, sir." She replies and runs off to do his bidding.
"How have you been?" He asks.
"Funny how you ask because I really don't think you give a single damn about how I'm doing." I reply coldy.
"But yet I do. And that's exactly why I'm asking, Sandoval. Don't be an ass."
I roll my eyes in response.
"Fine, Grey. How's the business doing?"
"Good, pretty good, actually. Although, I'm having trouble finding a manager." He frowns.
"Do you want it?" He asks.
"Pardon?"
"Do you want the job as being my manager?" He rubs his temples.
"I'll consider it."
"So, are you still fucking that brunette?"
"No, we broke up a while ago." I roll my eyes again.
"Are you seeing, or for better use of words, fucking anyone currently?"
"You sure ask a lot of questions."
"I'm just curious." He shrugs.
"Yes, I am."
"And who might that be?"
"A woman by the name of Lilly Singh."
He raises his eyebrows.
"I've heard of her. She's successful."
"That she is. What about you?"
"A young woman by the name of Anastasia Steele. She's kind, stubborn, very stubborn, and beautiful. But then she left me. But I don't blame her." He rubs his forehead.
"I'm sorry."
"There's nothing you need to be sorry about. It's my fault."
"So what bring you here?"
"I feel like shit, and also I kind of own this place, so I decided to check on it."
"Wow."
"This is just one of the buildings I own."
"Sorry for the delay. Here are your drinks." The bartender says and sets the bottles down in front of us.
"Thank you." I tell her and take a sip of my drink. She goes crimson and rushes off.

My phone vibrates and I pick up the call.
"Where the hell are you?" Lilly yells.
"Baby, calm down. I'm at some club, catching up with Christian Grey."
"Oh. But you could've told me."
"I didn't have time."
"Whatever. I'll see you soon."
"Baby, I'm sorry. When I come home I have a few things I need to discuss with you. And I'll do that by using my tongue and foreign skills."
"Stop teasing. I'm still mad at you."
"You can't resist me. I love you, babygirl."
"I love you too."

Silence.
"You hang up." She says.
"No, you." I smile.
"No, you." She insists.
"Singh, stop playing."
"Dom."
"Fine. I love you."
"I know you do."

"Do you guys always talk like this?" A smile plays on his face.
"When I want to."
"Well, Sandoval, I need to get going. Give me a call if you want the job. You have my number."
"Ok, thank you."
"My pleasure." We shake hands and he's gone.

Hey guys! Tbh I was actually so excited to write this chapter bc it has my fave, Christian Grey, in it. Like I'm fangirling, lmao.

I hope y'all enjoyed this chapter, bc I sure as hell enjoyed writing it.

Thanks for reading, hoes. Y'all are real ones. Have a great day xo.

Also, enjoy.

Suddenly I'm a hot mess and I'm drooling. Ok, bye hoes.💞