Alpha Dominic
Chapter 111

Marco Lorenzo's POV

Three weeks, four days, and eight hours...

That is how long she has stayed clean. She is still a bit wary around me she tries as much as she can to avoid being in the same room with me. After two weeks in my bedroom, she came to me and pleaded to be allowed to return to her room claiming that she is no longer comfortable being in the same room with me. I guess it's because I made a pass at her the night before. Don't blame me for that because it is absolutely no fault of mine, I had no idea that she was in the bathtub. I called out to her when I came into the room, but she did not respond so I thought she is in the library reading one of her favorite novels or watching a movie in the movie room, that is how she spends her days and I thought she was there as usual. I took off my clothes and walked into the bathroom and there she was, lying naked in the bathtub, soaking in a warm bath.

She was so shocked when I walked in on her and she tried to reach for the towel and cover her n**e body, but she wasn't fast enough. I took quick strides and I got to her before she could grab a hold of the towel. I held her hand and stopped her from taking it, her palm felt warm in my hand, but I refused to let it go. I held on to it, forcing her to look up at me, gulping down saliva as she gazed into my eyes.

"Would you mind sharing the tub with me?" I asked her calmly, but she was too dumbstruck to utter any word, so I took her silence as affirmation and I climbed in after her, sitting behind her in the bathtub. She move forward, trying to it some distance between us, but I pulled her back into my arms, lifting her to turn around, forcing her to straddle my hips. I kissed her so passionately, ignoring the fact that she wasn't responding to my kisses. I knew she would come around, and she did. It took a few seconds, but she finally kissed me back, putting her hand around my neck as she responded with equal urgency. We made out for a few minutes, our hands exploring each other's bodies as we kissed each other with passion and desire. I moved my hand downwards, going down to her honeypot, I was just about to dip a finger into her dripping wet p***y, but I was too forward and she snapped out of her reverie. It felt like she had been in a trance all this while and when she snapped out of it, she got up immediately and ran out of the bathtub, leaving me staring after her. I couldn't help chuckling at her reaction, it would almost seem like she hadn't had s*x since my last time with her. Wait!

Has she been celibate all this while, could it be that she had not had s*x all this while?

Holy f**k,

How was she able to do it?

I got it off the bathtub and ran after her immediately. I was able to reach for a towel and wrap it around my waist as I ran out. She was rushing to put on her clothes and run away, but I wasn't ready to give her that chance. I saw the shock in her eyes when she saw me standing in front of her. She tried to run away again, she actually tried to run away with her undies. She reached to grab her clothes, but I was right in front of her before she could take one step,

"What is it, what did I do wrong?" I asked her, putting my hand around her waist. She tried to escape, but I held her in place, backing her up against a wall, forcing her to look u at me.

"Who hurt you, Gracie, who made you to be this scared around men?

Did you date someone after me, did you get your heart broken by a guy?" I asked her calmly. She didn't say a word, but from the look in her eyes, I knew that wasn't the answer.

"Was it me, did I hurt you that day?" I asked again, and this time a drop of tears slid down her cheeks as she looked away from me. That's it then, it's all my fault, I broke her. I don't know how I did it, but I did something to hurt her that day and now I don't know how to make it right. I just moved aside and let her leave, giving her the space she requested for. The next day she had requested to move out of my room and I let her leave my room, but I didn't let her go too far, I let her have the room right opposite from mine. I know she hasn't tried to steal my drugs since I punished her for her first attempt, she has been a good girl so I know she would be able to stay in her own room, so I let her leave, I let her have the space she asked for.

My supposed meeting with King Dominic was shifted because of some issues at his end. The guy cannot even handle his household, I am wondering if I would be able to work with him, I mean, I haven't even met the guy and I am already feeling disappointed. I hope we don't end up becoming enemies. On my part, my guys have been taking out all the other drug Lords one after the other. We are taking out all his allies, crippling his network, and destroying everything he has been trying to build. I have everything under control on my end, I just need King Dominic to put his house in order, then we can meet and know the way forward. I need this war to be done with so I can put my life back in order. I am confident that I can take out this king Ashford guy on my own but I'll just listen to what King Dominic has to say. If he is going to slow down my operations, then I'm getting rid of him as well.

But all that is, by the way, it is all a part of the plan and we are going to do a war to get rid of that bastard. Right now I have another mission that I am working on, and that mission is Graciela. It's been more than one week since she moved out of this room, and I still can't get my mind to stop thinking about her. The few minutes we spent in the bathtub keep replaying in my mind every damn day. It serves as a reminder of our first night together and now I want her. I want her so bad that it hurts me to know that she is right next to me but I can't have her. Whenever I replay the security cameras around the house, I always see her sneaking in and out of the room, trying to avoid me. Sometimes it is so funny to watch her sneaking in and out that way, but I just have to give her the space she asked for. But right now, I think I have given her enough space.

I want her and I can't keep letting her run away from me as if I am a carrier of some virus or something. I think the only reason why she is avoiding me so much is because she knows that she will never be able to resist me and that is why she is avoiding me so much. She wants it as much as. Do, I just don't know why she is refusing me. I don't know what I had done to hurt her, but it ends today. It all ends right now, I can't let her ruin our happiness. I love her and I know she loves me too, so it is either she tells me what I did wrong so I can make it right or I'm going to keep pestering her until she gets tired of running away from me. She is in the library, as usual. I can see her on the camera, she is sitting on the recliner chair, sipping a glass of wine that sits on the table next to her. I picked up the phone and sent a text to her phone,

"Meet me in my office, right now." I ordered her. I know she won't resist my order because she knows there are consequences for disobedience. I watched her on the camera as she scrunched up her face in anger, stomping her feet on the floor. I chuckled at her childish behavior, she looks like a child throwing a tantrum. She closed her book and stood up, walking towards the door. I sat on my recliner chair, waiting for her to come in. I want to spend some time with her today, I want to try and rekindle our love. I have instructed the maids to prepare a little picnic for us by the pool. I hope she doesn't turn me down this time, I don't know how long I can keep up with this, my patience is already running out. I can't even think about any other girl, I can't bear the thought of having any other girl in my arms. I want her, nobody else but Graciela. I watched her walk throw the door, with her hair hanging below her shoulder. She isn't as pale as she used to be, I hope she can see that she is so beautiful, she doesn't need to get high on drugs, I don't know why she got addicted to it in the first place, but I am pretty sure that she doesn't need it.

"You asked me to come," she whispered softly, looking away from me as she spoke. "Come here," I told her, making her look up at me in shock.

"W...Wh... What did you say?" she stammered out, making me glare at her angrily.

"Come here Gracie, don't make me ask you again." I told her sternly, making her gulp down saliva in fear. Now I know I'm not supposed to be scaring her this way, but she would never listen to me if she knows that I have something else in mind for her. If I make any move on her now, she may go running off again and that would ruin my plans because I don't want to give her any chance to escape my plans today.

"I didn't do anything, I promise. You can have the doctors to check me, iv not used any hard drug since I got here, I swear it. Please believe me, you have to believe." She pleaded, making me chuckle at her words.

"I know you haven't stolen my drugs, Gracie. If you did, we wouldn't be having this conversation this way, I would be dragging you by the hair, dragging you up to my room to have you punished. Now come here before I really get angry." I told her firmly, making her relax a bit as she walked forward and came to stand in front of me.

"Sit," I told her, gesturing for her to sit on my legs but she took a step backward, her eyes going as wide as saucers. I glared at her in anger, but she looked away, refusing to come any further to me. I stood up and walked towards her, forcing her to take some steps backward, backing her up against the wall with no way to escape me. I cupped her cheeks in my palm, forcing her to look at me.

"I want you, Gracie. Why are you torturing me this way?" I muttered softly, leaning down to capture her lips in a passionate kiss.