??The Billionaire
And His Therapist ??
{His Dark Desires………?}
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By: Midnight Flames✍?♡
CHAPTER 24 — CONNECTING THE DOTS…
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~Two days later✍?~
Dominique sat on his black leather chair in deep thoughts. . .after his romantic and passionate night with Lucille he had realized that he was falling in love with her gradually and that sacred him.
He saw what love had done to him before but that was Claire and what he feels now cannot be compared to what he felt before. He needed time to think and so he called in sick today.
Lucille had been skeptical and worried when he had called her to inform her he wasn’t feeling well today. “Are you okay?” She questioned.
“Yeah, I’ll be fine. Just a little cold, that’s all.” He faked a cough, she had offered to come and take care of him but he had managed to convince her that he would be just fine.
He felt guilty about lying to her but it is the only way to really think things through. Was he really falling in love with her or is it just a moment of infatuation. . .?
After Claire, he thought no one could even compare to what he felt for her and he had avoided contact with her because deep down he had been afraid — that if he saw her again — he’d take her back in a heartbeat.
But he had met with her twice and on those occasions, he had felt absolutely nothing on seeing her. “I don’t know what do.” He whispers to himself, hand on his chin.
A knock on the door broke him out of his reverie, “come in.” He said gruffly. The door swings open and a maid enters in holding an envelope.
“Good morning Sir…” She greets and walks closer, now standing in front of his mahogany desk.
Dominique nods, “morning. Is there anything I can do?”
“Yes, this came in for you.” She says and proceeds to hand him the golden coloured envelope.
Dominique takes it, claps it on his palm and dismisses her. “Thank you.” He examines the envelope for few seconds before tearing it.
“Oh my God.” He nearly screams out as reads the contents of the envelope — an exclusive invitation to the Mega Gala. An exclusive event made for only the made billionaires.
The invitation said to bring a date and there is only one girl on his mind he wanted to take. Without a second thought, he dials Lucille’s number – it rings twice before it connects.
“Hey…”
“Hey! I was about to call you, am glad your feeling better.” She said enthusiastically.
Dominique flushes in embrassment, “yeah, am feeling much better.”
“That’s good…”
Holding up the invitation he says, “I just received an invitation to a Gala — a plus one invitation and I would love you to come with me.”
A silence followed, before she finally spoke up, “o-of c-course I would love to!”
“Okay, I’ll see you on Friday. 9:00pm sharp.”
“Sure. See you Friday, now get some rest. Goodbye.” She says and the line disconnects leaving Dominique smiling.
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Immediately, Lucille dropped the phone down – she squeals like a child. Going to an exclusive Gala with Dominique is like a dream come true.
She had been worried and suspicious that Dominique had called in sick two days after their night together. Lucille knew that — the night together was a big step towards their relationship and she was worried that he didn’t want to take that step but for him to think about her before anyone else. . . She was sure he had no regrets about their night.
The night was amazing. Romance, passion, their emotions and conversations in sync. And when she had slumped down on him and laid her head on his chest instantly falling asleep.
She knew — she is in love with Dominique.
Of course, she had feelings for him before but now they’re are stronger than ever before and this time she wasn’t going to shy away from her feelings.
Dominique inviting her to the gala has given her the opportunity to finally confess her feelings. Claire had been a hindrance to her feelings and friendship with him and now that they’ve split on their terms, they is nothing was going to stop her from telling him how she feels.
She only hoped that he felt the same way…
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In a dark room, four people sat weakly — tied to wooden chairs. Their eyes wary, bodies weak covered in minor bruises. Footsteps can be heard, Daniel clothed in all black enters in.
He smiles seeing his captives in pain, starved for days with only a glass of water to drink everyday. “Well, well, well, if it isn’t my favorite family in the world.” Daniel mocks.
“D-daniel p-please d-don’t d-do t-this” Peter stuttered out.
“When she begged you to stay, did you?” A pause, “no you didn’t instead you left us. So give me one good reason why I should spare you.”
Peter. Fiona. Jason and Monica has been held hostage for days. When Fiona had arrived, she had fainted immediately and when she was revived. . . everything she tried to say came out in stutters.
Monica was surprised that her mother has a relationship with a dangerous mafia leader. Jason wasn’t so shocked but the siblings had demanded for answers — answers Daniel had refused to give…yet.
None of them could give a reason on why Daniel should spare them — Fiona had betrayed his mother and had watched her die, Peter had abandoned them, Jason had stolen from him and Monica was owing up to a thousand dollars.
You don’t mess with a brutal Mafia boss and live to tell the tale.
“You know the anger and thirst for vengeance has subsided. You know why?” He smiles genuinely, “turns out you were right Peter, Lucille is alive.” There isn’t a single ounce of mockery or resentment in his tone, only happiness.
When Damien had told Daniel everything that happened with evidence. He was overjoyed, words could not describe his happiness. Although, his mood dampened finding out she has lost her memories and Damien was in contact with Ashely.
He had gotten all necessary information about his sister and had his men watching her from the shadows everyday for her protection. Imagine his surprise finding out she was in a relationship with Dominique Monet (Ashelys’ brother) and was actually Fiona’s therapist.
Damien and a few of his men were also given the task to find concrete evidence against the mistress or else Daniel did take matters into his own hands.
“You know, my intial plan was to ki|| all of you and dump your bodies in the gutter.” They all looked up in surprise, a shiver ran down their spines with the image of been ki||ed without mercy.
“But I really wanna have fun… And expose you all in front of your children and my sister. So pack up we are going back to your home. . .the home were all your secrets kept will be exposed.” He smiles manically.
Right there and there. The Dumont’s knew that wh@ťěver good or evil you do will always come back to you — in other words — Karma’s a bîtch.
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Tbc………?
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Things are about to get???. Lucille and Dominique shippers, I hope y’all won’t chop breakfast ooo ??.