Chapter 188

"A quiet little town... A man and a woman alone... consumed by fiery passion..."

Every word from Yvette's lips sent Evelyn's imagination spiraling out of control!

The realization hit Evelyn like a thunderbolt - she had to intervene before things went too far.

History had shown time and again how even the mightiest warriors would falter before feminine charms. The evidence was undeniable.

Whether Dominic truly found Evelyn beautiful was irrelevant. In his eyes, she was perfection incarnate - and that alone had clouded his judgment!

Beatrice knew the ways of young love all too well. A single spark could ignite an uncontrollable wildfire between a man and woman.

The more she dwelled on it, the hotter her anger burned.

Her clenched fist hammered against the door with increasing force.

The knocking escalated from polite raps to thunderous bangs, mirroring the fury swelling in Beatrice's chest.

"Evelyn Sinclair! If you're in there, stop hiding from me!"

The cheap apartment walls offered little privacy. On this quiet morning, any shouting should have been clearly audible inside.

"Has my mother contacted you before?" Dominic could tell from the relentless pounding and Beatrice's tone that this wasn't a friendly visit.

He pressed a kiss to Evelyn's delicate neck, leaving a faint mark as he searched his memories.

To his recollection, his mother barely knew Evelyn. They'd met perhaps twice, three times at most.

Yet the familiarity in Beatrice's voice suggested some unspoken connection between them - one that bypassed all formalities.

'Perhaps Mother confronted Evelyn about marrying Maxwell Lockwood when things between us were just getting serious,' he mused.

This confrontation likely stemmed from a mother's misunderstanding of her future daughter-in-law.

"I'll... um... answer it..." Evelyn attempted to rise.

In an instant, Dominic's strong arms pulled her back against his bare chest. Their sweat-slicked bodies pressed together intimately.

"You think I can stop now? After all this time waiting?"

Dominic's husky voice sent shivers down Evelyn's spine, her senses already heightened from their foreplay.

His weight pinned her helplessly beneath him...

Beatrice's shouts continued outside. "Do you want the whole building to hear? Then come out now! Hiding won't solve anything!"

It was a blatant threat.

Evelyn's entire body flushed crimson, not an inch of skin untouched by heat.

Panic set in as Beatrice's words registered. "You... you heard her... please... let me... ahh..."

Dominic watched Evelyn's slender waist twist beneath him as she struggled. The fire inside him burned unbearably hot!

As she turned to plead with him, the rustle of fabric signaled his belt coming undone.

His pants followed in one swift motion.

Her eyes widened at the intimidating sight before her.

Dominic was beyond reason now. Not even an earthquake could tear him away from the woman in his arms.

"Whatever she wants can wait. I can't hold back any longer."

In the cramped apartment, he claimed her trembling body once more.

Evelyn knew escape was impossible.

Yet she couldn't ignore Beatrice's commotion either. The neighbors would surely gossip, and she couldn't bear moving yet again to avoid scandal.

The constant relocations had exhausted her.

Releasing her death grip on the pillow, she fumbled for her phone.

The screen lit up with a flood of notifications.

Ignoring them all, she found Beatrice's number and dialed.

The ringing stopped almost immediately outside.

"Finally decided to turn on your phone? Too cowardly to face me? I know you're home, Evelyn! Should we have this conversation through the door? You may have no shame, but I do!" Beatrice ranted without pause.

In all her years as a Crawford matriarch, when had she ever been treated so disrespectfully?

Since when did she have to beg at someone's doorstep like a common petitioner?

Evelyn held the phone to her ear, but words failed her.

What could she possibly say? "Your son is currently ravishing me in bed"?

The opportunity to speak passed as Evelyn lost control of her voice. The sounds escaping her lips were pure, unfiltered reaction...

"Ah... so tight..."

Dominic's guttural groan vibrated through her.

His calloused hands slid beneath her, one palm pressed to her heated skin, the other braced against the sheets.

Evelyn couldn't form words, though her grip on the phone remained firm. Eyes squeezed shut, forehead pressed to the pillow, every nerve ending alight...

"Are you listening, Evelyn?" Beatrice's voice crackled through the phone.

Evelyn heard, but any response would emerge as wanton moans...

Dominic's heartbeat pounded like war drums against her back.

Drenched in sweat, Evelyn endured the overwhelming sensations of being thoroughly claimed.

She nearly forgot the ongoing call. "Ha... ah... ha..." Her breathy moans escaped unchecked.

Normally, Evelyn's petite frame struggled to accommodate him.

Now with Beatrice pounding at the door, her tension only heightened the intensity.

"It... hurts too much..."

Evelyn ended the call with a sharp cry, abandoning all pretense of modesty.

Her fists twisted the bedsheets into crumpled heaps...

Dominic took pity despite his own desperation. Though consumed by lust, he recognized this wasn't ideal timing. His mother's presence certainly didn't help.

At least without an audience, Evelyn might relax.

Under these circumstances, relaxation was impossible.

"Can we... next time..." Tears welled as she tried to turn, catching only a glimpse of his muscular thighs braced on the mattress.

"Please... make your mother... leave..."

"Fine," Dominic agreed instantly but couldn't resist teasing. "After I finish."

'The agony might kill me otherwise.'

Evelyn found herself lifted in his arms. Her frantic gaze darted about the room before settling on his arousal. "I'll... help you..." The blush deepened.

"How?" He doubted her knowledge.

"I..."

Though inexperienced, Evelyn had general ideas.

Her pulse raced erratically. Closing her eyes against his intense stare, she tentatively reached down with delicate hands.

"Open your eyes and look at it!" Dominic guided her touch with his own.