Chapter 28
Bianca's POV I almost believed Dominic's words when he said the cuffs could not be opened till next week. I was relieved after finding out that it was just a joke. He dropped me off, and I headed into the familiar space of my apartment. The daylight had faded, and it had already gotten to night. I glanced at my phone screen, and it revealed the time to be a few minutes past 7pm. Dominic's image wouldn't leave me. His voice, that gentle grin, the way his fingers brushed my wrist, they replayed through my mind even as I tried to focus on cooking. This was the first time I was stepping out of my comfort zone from being that naive and s*x starved woman who always made excuses for Steve's coldness. I used to think I was at fault. Booked salon appointments every week, hoping a new shade of
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