She's Dominic's

Chapter 3

*DREAM*

I run through the woods. I can't stop. Not now. Not ever. I have to get away from him. My lungs are burning and I can't get enough air in them. Exhaustion is taking over me and every muscle in my body is screaming at me to sop running, but I know that if I do, he will catch me.

Tears are streaming down my face in frenzied streams and I'm sobbing so hard that I can't even see straight. Fear is overcoming me, terror taking over my every being.

No, I have to keep going. I have to find help.

I can hear his footsteps behind me, chasing me. His former words are on repeat in my head. Rolling over in my mind.

"You are mine now, you whore!"

"Mommy and daddy can't save you now, can they?"

I scream as I feel two beefy arm wrap around my waist, caging me in. We both fall to the ground, him on top of me. The one thought going through my mind as I scream and cry, trying to get free? This is how it ends.

*END*

I jolt awake, not just by my own screams, but someone is gently shaking me. "He baby, it's okay. I'm here, no one will hurt you," he whispers in my ear soothingly. "I got you, tesoro." He strokes my hair whispering sweet nothings in my ear, trying to calm my sobs. I can't breath and tears are pouring out of my eyes non stop.

It felt so real. It felt like I had gone back in time and relived it. It was so vivid.

"Dominic," I whimper. I'm sobbing to hard to ask properly, but he understands my unspoken request and pulls me into his warm embrace. He continues whispering in my ear, trying to lull me back into sleep.

I bury my face in his neck, looking for comfort. He run his fingers through my hair, strokes down my back to right above my butt, then back again. The action is extremely soothing, and for the first time since my parents, I truly feel protected.

Finally, after what seems like absolutely forever, I fall into a deep, peaceful sleep. And for once, it's dreamless.

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I wake up from the best sleep I've had in a long time. I'm still wrapped up in Dominic's arms, our feet tangled and he holds me like I'm the most precious thing to him and he is protecting me. I know that is crazy, but it's what it feels like.

I know I should get up, but I really don't want to. I'm so comfortable and he looks so peaceful in his sleep, I don't want to wake him up. I know he will probably think I'm some weirdo for just staring at him as he sleeps, so I suck it up and try to wiggle out of his hold.

Try, being the key word.

When I move, he only tightens his hold around me, trapping me in his embrace, "Where do you think you're going?" His morning voice is so husky and sexy that I have to literally clench my thighs. It's a whole new level of hot.

I swallow hard, a sudden lump in my throat, "I'm getting up." My voice is way breathier than I was going for and it seems he picks this up, because he smirks.

"Why?"

I don't want to tell hi that I just didn't want to be caught staring so I make something up, "I have to pee," I reply and it actually isn't a lie, just not the full truth. "So let me up."

"But I don't want to." He sounds like a child that just got his ice cream taken away and I laugh. "I like you're laugh, mia bella."

I roll my eyes but end up blushing anyway. "Do not roll your eyes at me. Ever." He narrows his eyes and his voice goes down to a dangerous- but somehow amused- tone. He swats at my thigh, right bellow my ass and I jump a little bit.

However, since I'm the smartass that I am, I roll my eyes once again. He glares at me as I smirk.

"Oh, you are so going to get it!" His eyes glint mischievously as he climbs over me and starts tickling my sides.

"Stop it," I yell in between laughter. He smile down at me as he tickles me sides, neck and legs. "No! Stop!"

"Say that I'm the hottest man in the world and I will stop."

"I was told it isn't nice to lie!"

"Say it!" He tickles faster.

Still I shake my head, refusing to say it.

"Say it!" Somehow I think he goes faster and I can't take it anymore.

"Fine! I'll say it!" He pauses, waiting for me to say it. "You are the hottest man in the world!"

"That's my girl," he stops tickling me, "Don't you ever forget it!" He winks at me.

We stare at each other as out laughter dies down. He starts leaning into me and I close my eyes, waiting.

The door opens and he groans. "What?!" He jerks his head to the door, looking at our intruder, "Can't you knock?!"

There stands Xavier at the door. "Boss man, sorry to... um... interrupt, but we found out who shot up the club," he glances my way, "It's important."

Dominic sighs, "Okay, I'll be there in a minute."

Xavier leaves with a nod and Dominic looks down to me, "We will finish this later," he winks and get off of me, "Right now though, I have to go. There is breakfast waiting for you downstairs, just go down the steps and turn right." He turns to the door, "Also, I'll have someone bring up clothes for you." I nod and he leaves the room.

After a shower, I brush my teeth and walk out to find a set of black, lacy underwear, a pair of jeans and a white tee-shit laying on the bed.

Of course he would pick black, lacy underwear.

I roll my eyes, sigh, and follow his direction to the kitchen for breakfast.