Chapter 72

Evelyn's cheeks, which had just returned to their normal color, flushed crimson once more.

"I'm fine," she murmured.

She attempted to wriggle free from Dominic's embrace, her delicate brows knitting together. The heat radiating from his body made her nervous - afraid he might lose control again. But her struggles proved futile against his strength as he pinned her against the bed's edge.

His hand traveled downward.

Her eyes widened in alarm, uncertain of his intentions.

A sudden coolness brushed her thighs.

The sound of fabric tearing made her gasp.

Trapped beneath his smoldering gaze, Evelyn found her lips captured once more in a searing kiss. Dominic pressed his muscular frame against her, his mouth moving with relentless hunger.

Fear twisted her stomach as she anticipated the familiar pain, her hands pushing weakly against his chest.

What Dominic did next made Evelyn's blood rush to her face.

He examined her.

To his relief, she bore no injuries from their earlier encounter - only temporary discomfort remained.

"Don't...don't look," she pleaded, desperately tugging the blanket to cover herself. The thought of being so exposed made her want to disappear.

Dominic's thorough inspection confirmed she was unharmed. Guilt would have consumed him had he hurt her.

His large hands skimmed over her pale thighs, sending tremors through her exhausted body. Another moan escaped her lips as his kiss deepened...

Mortification seeped from every pore.

Evelyn felt ready to faint.

"Let's try something different," Dominic murmured, his voice thick with desire. "I'll make sure you enjoy it this time."

Her eyes flew open at his bold touch. Immediately, she squeezed them shut again, teeth sinking into her lower lip as her entire body tensed.

Her fingers clutched at his arms, wrinkling his expensive suit.

Toes curling in embarrassment, she twisted the sheets into knots beneath her.

Dominic lay beside her, still fully dressed in his tailored suit and polished shoes - the picture of daytime professionalism. Only the pressure of his muscular frame against hers and the demanding press of his lips betrayed his true intentions.

"Mmm...ah..."

Soon, Evelyn lost herself completely, her consciousness floating away under his skilled touch.

Her body arched against him, her restless legs tangling the sheets.

A sudden tension gripped her.

"Stop...please..."

Shame flooded her as her body responded shamelessly to him.

Within minutes, Evelyn reached her limit. Sweat dampened her forehead as she writhed, her moans muffled against the silk sheets.

"Finished already?" Dominic's deep voice vibrated against her skin, rich and intoxicating.

Evelyn trembled violently.

As pleasure overwhelmed her, she lost all awareness, her oversensitive body reacting to even the lightest touch...

After what felt like hours of passionate kisses, Dominic finally released her.

The sound of running water came from the bathroom as he washed his hands. His long fingers worked methodically, the soap suds highlighting their strength and precision.

Dominic studied the two fingers that had pleasured her, desire darkening his eyes. Reluctantly, he wiped them clean.

Returning to the bedroom, he found Evelyn hastily dressing. He pulled her close for one last scorching kiss.

When their lips parted, a silvery strand connected them briefly.

Evelyn barely remembered getting into his car.

She'd insisted on not staying the night - Olivia would never let her hear the end of it. Yet here she was.

Was it his irresistible charm? Her own loneliness?

The black Range Rover pulled over. Dominic entered a 24-hour convenience store, heading straight for the women's section.

The cashier gaped at the striking man who'd walked in, forgetting her customer service training.

A City had no shortage of handsome men, but none compared to this tall, broad-shouldered man with razor-sharp features. Even A-list celebrities paled in comparison.

"Eighty-five yuan," the cashier stammered when Dominic placed the underwear on the counter.

He tossed down a hundred-yuan note and left without waiting for change.

The cashier stared after him, clutching the money. That icy, aristocratic man had just bought...women's underwear?

The contradiction made her dizzy.

Back in the car, Dominic handed Evelyn the package.

"What?" Her weakened fingers fumbled with the box.

She couldn't meet his eyes throughout their silent exchange.

Dominic found her shyness curious. They hadn't even gone all the way - he'd merely used his fingers.

He couldn't wait for the day she'd take all of him.

Inside the box were three pairs of underwear in styles and colors she liked. He'd remembered perfectly.

Sitting there, Evelyn burned with humiliation. The pair she'd worn now lay in tatters at the hotel...

Olivia looked surprised when Evelyn returned.

"Finished your overtime? I thought your boss kidnapped you for the night," Olivia joked, taking Evelyn's bag and laptop.

"I need to shower." Evelyn hurried to the bathroom.

Olivia hummed along to her show, applying a face mask.

Exhausted and sore, Evelyn cringed at the memory of what she'd done.

She fell asleep within minutes of hitting the bed.

When her alarm rang at 3 AM, it felt like mere seconds had passed.

Unfinished work from last night remained. Without completing it now, she'd miss her morning deadline. As her laptop booted up, a notification appeared.

An email from an unknown address.

Opening it, Evelyn gasped. Dominic had completed her work for her...

Her fingers hovered over the keyboard.

After several aborted attempts, she settled on two simple words:

'Thank you...'

With no overtime needed, Evelyn slept two more hours.

Her 5 AM alarm signaled time to visit her father before work.

She left before Olivia.

The nearly empty streets held only 24-hour pharmacies and supermarkets. Passing one, Evelyn hesitated, then entered.

"Emergency contraception, please," she whispered to the cashier.

Last night, Dominic had...

The memory of his release burning her skin made her shudder.

Pregnancy couldn't happen.

After purchasing the pills, she lingered, considering another purchase - something for the swelling...there.

Too embarrassed, she left empty-handed.