Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right

Lindsey left the restaurant and went back home, lost in her thoughts.

She pushed the door open and stepped into the room.

Just as she was about to reach for the light switch, strong arms encircled her from behind.

“Why are you home so late?”

“Mr.

Walsh?” In the darkness, Lindsey called out softly.

“It’s me.

” Came a low response.

He drew close to her, wanting to ki*s her earlobe, but Lindsey got out of his embrace.

With a flick, the light illuminated the space.

Lindsey looked at the striking figure before her, her eyes turning red.

Furrowing his brow, Domenic cupped Lindsey’s face, asking, “Have you been crying? Who has troubled you?”

Biting her lip, Lindsey shook her head.

Next, she closed her eyes, buried her face in Domenic’s chest, and tightly embraced him.

This was a little too much for Domenic, and he held her softly.

A calm murmur touched her ears.

“What’s troubling you?”

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“Just hold me tight!” Lindsey nestled into his arms more.

In response, Domenic embraced her tighter.

“Even tighter!”

He complied, enfolding her in a firmer embrace.

They exchanged a long, wordless hug before Lindsey got out of his arms.

Her tears flooded her clear eyes at this very moment.

At that moment, locking eyes, Lindsey rose on tiptoes, encircled his neck, and tenderly ki*sed him.

At the moment of the soft touch, his pent-up longing and desire erupted, and it could no longer stay tamed.

Driven by an intense fervor, disregarding all else, Abruptly, Domenic grabbed her waist, trapped her between him and the cabinet, and took the lead to ki*s her.

Although her body was a bit shaky and cold, she was ki*sing more vigorously and intensely than ever.

Her hands were equally as restless…

Domenic immediately grabbed Lindsey and placed her on the shoe closet by the door as he grew increasingly aggressive and wanted to get more from her.

He undid his shirt with one hand, revealing his robust chest.

Placing his hands by her ears, he asked in a hoarse voice, “Do you want it here, or…”

Lindsey’s legs wound around Domenic’s waist.

Her red face and trembling frame betrayed her arousal.