Domenic stood outside the door, eyes lowered.


    He had unraveled the reason behind Lindsey’s one-night stand with him, ensuring no one kept an eye on her at any time.


    Consequently, he remained unaware of what had transpired between her and Sumner.


    Avoiding thoughts about that night, Arturo’s words lingered, tormenting Domenic’s mind.


    Since his parents’ passing, he had be increasingly paranoid, cautious, and indifferent, for fear of the abyss awaiting him should he falter.


    After their crazy night together, he tirelessly sought her, concealing his identity as he approached her.


    He dispatched individuals to ndestinely monitor her every move and report back.


    He was resolute in uncovering her motives for approaching him.


    He was ustomed to employing every means necessary to learn about anyone he desired to understand, a behavior he acknowledged as abnormal yet couldn’t rein in.


    Lindsey insisted that she and Sumner were merely friends.


    He knew he should believe her, yet an unsettling sensation akin to a thorn in his heart left him suspicious- a sensation he hadn’t experienced in a long time.


    “You’re holding me too tight.


    I’m not feeling well… What’s wrong with you? What happened?”


    Lindsey’s soft voice snapped Domenic back to reality.


    Realizing his error, he quickly released her hand and murmured, “Nothing.


    ” In a subdued tone, Domenic replied before turning and striding into the living room.


    Lindsey withdrew her slightly reddened wrist from his grasp, feeling a pang of unease, yet she brushed it aside and proceeded with her shower.


    On the balcony, Domenic leaned against the railing, phone in hand, and dialed a number,manding in a hushed tone, “Keep watch on Lindsey.


    Report everything to me promptly.


    ”


    After her shower, Lindsey emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel, drying her wet hair.


    Stepping into the living room, she found Domenic behind her, his arms encircling her slender waist.


    He nestled his head into the fragrant hollow of her neck, unfazed by the water droplets adorning her skin.


    “Mr.


    Walsh, let me go.


    I… I haven’t changed my clothes yet,”From N?velDrama.Org.


    Lindsey protested, her cheeks flushing.


    Domenic’s warm breath teased her chilled skin.


    Instead of releasing her, he gently caressed her neck, tenderly.


    “Can I sleep with you in my arms tonight?”


    A prickling sensation tickled Lindsey’s neck, causing her to tilt her head slightly, her face flushing red.


    They had recently affirmed their rtionship.


    Was this pace too swift for them to share a bed?


    “Don’t worry.


    I won’t do anything.


    I just miss you terribly since it’s been so long,”


    Domenic murmured beside her ear in a soothing, low voice.


    Softening, Lindsey nodded, saying, “Okay.


    After I change my clothes, I’lle to your room.


    ”


    “Alright.


    I’ll wait for you,” Domenic replied, ki*sing her shoulder before releasing her.