CHAPTER 4

Finally, everybody. Daddy's POV.

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DOMINIC

Next week will be our 7th wedding anniversary. Luna has been my forever sweetheart for about 8 years; we dated for 1 year before we got married. She is so intoxicating.

The first time I saw her work in my office, I almost wanted to lose my mind. Her innocent, cute cheeks blushed every time I called her. I always watched her during work when she was my assistant back there. Sometimes I followed her to the dining area during a lunch break. It was just fun watching her eat and talk with her friends.

Everything about her just caught my attention.

Her plump lips when she talks and her sinful, curve body, damn, makes me want to devour her.

Fuck, imagining her face and body makes me feel like a horny teenager. Even after 7 years and two kids together, her magic charm never fades.

Luna never asked about my past or the details of my business; as a man, I couldn't ask for a perfect wife other than her.

I know sometimes she likes to lie about her feelings, probably because she is shy about it. The way she is so innocent and pure makes me know that she will never be ready to accept my lifestyle, my past, and my secret as well.

I don't want to ruin her innocence. I don't want to ask more from her. I don't want these good moments to disappear. I wish to cherish every moment with her; I just want her to be happy. If she knows what kind of man her husband is, I'm sure she won't be able to process it.

To become 100% honest with your spouse was hard, especially if you've been in my position. It is a lot of burden to tell her about my desire and my biggest secret.

I think it's better to stay like this. She knows I love her with all my heart, and she knows what my official job is; other than that, the best decision right now is just to keep it to myself.

Suddenly, I remember the time we fought when I was drunk. I made her scared, and she ran.

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♡ Flashback ♡

Fuck, this meeting is the worst. One of the biggest mafia bosses, Elliott Duncan, is requesting a hard request this time.

I'm so tired. He asked my company to build a new mansion with a lot of hidden weapon rooms.

After a long, excruciating meeting, having good coffee will be good. I call Luna's extension line.

"Luna, please bring me a coffee, a cappuccino, and no sugar."

"Yes, Sir."

Hearing her call me sir is torture, if you know what I mean. She knocks on the door and step in hastily to bring my coffee.

Hmm... Today she is wearing a nice skirt, and her curves perfectly fit into it. All I can think about right now is the short skirt that she wears, which makes me want to rip it off. My mind wanders, imagining how I want to bend her over this desk and fuck her until she becomes a crying mess.

"This is your requested coffee, sir. Is there anything you need me to do, sir?" Her voice snaps me back.

"Actually, can you go with me tonight to the club?" I ask her. Her cheeks are reddening, making me smirk.

"But I don't want to drink again, sir. I don't want to bring you any trouble, just like that night," she whispers.

She is so cute like this. Damn, since when, I'm Dominic Campbell, the boss, thinking about cuteness. I must keep my dignity.

"Don't worry too much about that. Tonight, I will allow you to drink 2 or 3 glasses maximum. I just want to talk and get to know you better. Consider it as a second date that you approve of."

"O-okay, sir. Anything else, sir?"

"Nope, thank you for the coffee."

She immediately runs to her desk. Time passed by, and finally, it'ss time to go with my precious Luna.

I help her tidy up her desk. It's so fun seeing her nervous around me. I place both of my hands on her desk and make her stop moving.

Then the intrusive thoughts of fucking her over the desk come again. What is wrong with my mind?

"What are you doing, sir?" Damn, her voice sounds so shy, but I love it so much.

I love how she is so submissive to my behavior. Everything I do to her always make her nervous and shy.

"Nothing.", I immediately grab her hands and bring her into my car before I do something that I will regret later.

We go into one of my clubs called Upstage. Besides the construction company, Campbell Corporation, I have several side hustles. Upstage is one of them.

Of course, she doesn't know that this is my club. I escort her into my private VIP room upstairs.

"So, what do you want to drink, sweetheart? I will call the bartender to bring it here."

"Umm... I want Long Island, si-Dominic."

She doesn't forget that I ask her to call my name when we are outside.

"Alright then," I order the drink from the bartender through my phone.

Just like I promised her, I only allowed her to drink two glasses today, while I drink a lot myself. Today is so exhausting.

"So do you have a boyfriend, sweetheart?" I ask her casually, you know, starting the conversation, though I knew she doesn't have a boyfriend. The first time we had dinner together, she never mentioned it, and I didn't ask her either.

"No sir... Eh, no, Dominic; I don't, of course. If I have one, I won't accept your invitation." She is busy looking at the DJ and people dancing around on the bottom floor from the window.

The five shots of black whiskey start to make me a bit drunk. My dick is hard now, seeing her skirt raised up because she uses her arms to bend over in the little space between the windows, looking down at the dance floor. All I can think about is that I want to touch her.

Damn, that curvy ass.

My body feels hot. I take off my tie and move behind her. She doesn't want to look behind because she is too nervous.

"Sweetheart..."

I smell her beautiful hair and tug it, causing her head to tilt, then I start to kiss her neck, leaving my marks.

"Dominic... Please..."

The next second after I heard her beautiful voice, I couldn't hold it anymore. I flip her body to face me, and I kiss her plump lips, devouring it like it's my last kiss.

"Go away, Dominic..." She pushes my body and tries to run.

I catch her hands, slamming her body to the wall and I grab her neck, choking her.

"Where do you think you are going, sweetheart?"

"No.. no.. please Dominic, I... I can't breathe." She cries and tries to talk.

Shit...! Her cry makes me snap instantly that I truly make a huge mistake. I release her neck.

"You are drunk...! Don't touch me...!" She takes her bag and runs away, leaving me alone, confused.

What is causing me to lose control at this very moment? I almost raped her.

♡ Flashback end ♡

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From that moment on, I never wanted to hurt her; she is just too precious to be ruined.

I made an effort to apologize to her for 7 days straight. She said she already forgave me the next day, when I was sober and met her in the office.

Her eyes were so puffy from crying. She even tried to avoid meeting me at the office. I couldn't bear it. I didn't want her to avoid me. So, I kept saying sorry to her and bringing her flowers, asking her to give me another chance. Farewell, my dignity, I fell hard for an innocent woman and chased her like a crazy possessive boy, but I never regretted it.

From that moment, I started dating her.

Time sure flies so fast. I didn't realize it's been almost 8 years that I hold my secret; I hold my desire, and I hold my mind trying to be a perfect man for her.

Should I tell her everything? But I'm too afraid to face the consequences. What would she do after she knew my dark secret? Would she accept me?

I have a plan...

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