Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right

“Don’t move.

”

Domenic grabbed her delicate wrist to stop her.

Her body was so close to his that he could feel her warmth, her hot breath washing over his skin.

But Lindsey refused to listen to him.

She was bad at holding her alcohol, and she behaved wildly when she was drunk.

She greedily took in his masculine musk and felt a sense of comfort, unaware that she had practically pushed him down onto the backseat of the car.

“Mr.

Walsh, you smell so familiar.

Have we met before?” She raised her watery, glazed-over eyes, her supple, red lips pouting slightly.

She was so irresistible that Domenic could barely resist the urge to ki*s her right then and there.

“And how did you know about the birthmark on my neck?” she continued to question him in a slurred voice.

At this, Domenic’s expression darkened.

Looking deep into her big, doe-like eyes, he leaned over to whisper something in her ear.

“Because I saw it myself.

”

After all, he had seen every part of her body.

“It’s so hot.

” Suddenly, Lindsey withdrew from him and started to pull down on her dress.

Her dress already had a low neckline; if she continued to pull at it like this, she’d end up exposing her b@@bs.

Domenic stopped her in a hurry and then vigilantly looked at Hendrix from the rearview mirror.

Meeting Domenic’s threatening gaze, Hendrix immediately looked away and coughed awkwardly.

“Look again and you’ll lose your job,” Domenic growled.

Hendrix shuddered.

He initially didn’t intend to pry, but curiosity had gotten the better of him.

He had worked for Domenic for so many years, but he had never seen his boss like this.

It had to be said that anyone who knew Domenic would never expect that he’d let a drunk woman harass him.

The car soon arrived at the Waterfront Apartments, a high-end apartment complex located in the most prosperous area in the city center and one of Domenic’s private properties.

Lindsey was as drunk as a skunk.

As soon as Hendrix pulled the car to a stop, Domenic scooped Lindsey carefully and then carried her toward the house.

Domenic carried Lindsey all the way to the bedroom, carefully laying her down on the bed.

He

couldn’t help but reach out to smooth her messy hair.

“It’s so hot.

I’m so thirsty…” Lindsey, whose face was as red as a tomato, suddenly grabbed Domenic’s outstretched arm, her dry Lips slightly parted as she panted.

“Wait a minute.

I’ll get you some water.

” Before Leaving, Domenic tucked her under the silk blanket.

Then he stood up and headed to the kitchen.

The house had been left unused for some time now, though a housekeeper would come once a week to clean.

Still, despite being the owner of this property, he was very unfamiliar with the place.

It took Domenic a long time before he finally found a glass in one of the kitchen cabinets.

He washed it first and then went to the water dispenser, only to find that it was empty.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Frowning, he had no choice but to look for a kettle to boil some tap water.

By the time he returned to the bedroom, Lindsey had kicked away the blanket and had pulled her dress down to her waist, completely exposing her upper body.

Domenic’s eyes went as wide as saucers.

Without a moment to lose, he rushed towards the bed and reached for the blanket in an attempt to cover her up again.

Unexpectedly, a pair of soft hands wrapped themselves around him from behind and pulled him down all of a sudden.

Being caught completely off guard, he lost his balance and fell on top of Lindsey.