He rode faster, further away from the castle- to the shore. He had left her again but he didn't know what to say. He didn't know what to do and he couldn't hit her. He wouldn't hit her.
He was a bastard. But he would change, he could change. Besides he was still Dominic DeFleur, blond haired bombshell and sportsman of the masses. He was amazing. But now he didn't feel amazing, the horse continued to move yet he clenched his heart, hitting his chest. His breath quickened trying to catch the air around him, his chest felt tighter and his throat constricted.
This was uncomfortable. He needed to take a breather. He looked around for a clear area and calmed Storm down towards it. The horse trotted to the area, before Dominic deemed it safe with a quick look around.
He stopped Storm and go
