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More Than Lust novel Chapter 61

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Grace walked towards his study when maid told her that he has called her.

She knocked on the door and entered. Dominick looked up at her and placed the file down.

Grace gulped thinking that may be he saw her talking to martha or may be he got the reports.

"Come here"

Dominick said. He took off his reading glasses, he was sitting on his main chair with coat off and rolled up sleeves of his white shirt.

The site was really sexy but Grace was worried about something else.

She walked towards him and Dominick gently pulled her on his lap. She is still not used to sit on his lap, she feels small.

"How are you feeling now?"

He caressed her cheek.

"Did you cried?"

He frowned when he saw her swollen eyes. Grace shook her head.

"Don't lie, i can see that..."

Dominick sighed.

"Bunny, you don't have to cry... There is no reason."

She stayed silent, she has her own reasons to cry.

"Look at me"

He grabbed her chin gently.

"I am trying and i don't expect you to forgive me within two days but at least you can stay happy and smile..."

"What did you see in me?... From so many girls, why me?"

She asked looking into his eyes.

"Ask yourself"

He replied.

"I don't know, you did something to me. From day one you had soft spot in my heart..."

"Is that why you didn't kill me and didn't try BDSM with me?"

She asked.

Dominick chuckled.

"I understand you have many misunderstandings about me... I have already told you that i am not a psycho to hurt everyone, those girls i killed were spy, some were Assassins, I have enemies. And i have never killed innocent girls."

He answered and Grace nodded in realisation.

"And i think you have big misunderstanding about BDSM, it's not a form of torture or punishment. BDSM is a way to explore yourself, you seek your pleasure through pain. And it's based on trust, there must be strong understanding and trust between sub and Dom. It's not forced, submissive herself sign for it because she wants to explore it... For them pain is pleasure. And it's not just that, they get aftercare like massage i gave to you... There are so many things, it's not like forced slaves, it happens with consent and satisfaction..."

"Why did you become Dominant, do you like giving them pain?"

She asked curiously.

"My friend introduced me to it... It was something new but with time i realised that i am not into hardcore BDSM... I get my satisfaction by torturing my enemies."

He Smirked.

Grace nodded in relief, at least he didn't kill innocent girls, she was thinking wrong about him.

"Do you like killing people?"

She mumbled looking down at her lap.

"I am mafia and that's a part of my profession... It can't be avoided"

He sighed.

"I am not a gentleman, i take things forcefully if i don't get them easily."

"Hmm, i have experience"

She mumbled.

"Martha told me___"

She looked at him.

"She said you ordered her to give me food and she helped me that night because you told her to do."

"Martha can't keep secrets, never ever"

He sighed.

"Yes i told her... You were so thin and you needed that... And about that night, then something urgent came up and i has leave otherwise I would have done it by myself... And i told her to take care of you when you were in playroom because you were already scared of me, i would have make it worst... You have very light heart, why you get scared so easily. Something happened before?"

He asked.

Grace looked at him when he cleared everything.

She never thought that this story has another side too. She was thinking that he didn't care about her but actually he was helping her from the dark.

She shook her head.

"Nothing happened, I was always like this"

She replied.

Dominick placed his face in Crook of her neck.

"That's why I call you Bunny"

Grace closed her eyes when his breath tickled her skin.

"Not like there was nothing to be scared of. Even mr. Gomez is scared of you."

She mumbled.

"I have bad image"

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