All Chapters of Pleasure Under His Command : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

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One Hundred & Eleven

The next morning hit Izzy like a freight train. Her head was pounding, every pulse of pain making her stomach twist. She groaned, covering her face with her hands, trying to will herself upright.“I can’t… I can’t…” she muttered, stumbling toward the bathroom. The second she leaned over the toilet, her stomach rebelled, and she emptied everything she had eaten the night before.Weak and shaking, she stumbled back to the sitting room, gripping the edge of the couch for support. Her skin felt clammy, and the nausea hadn’t eased. She could hear Maya bustling in the kitchen, humming softly.“Hey, I’m making soup for the hangover,” Maya called out cheerfully, but the aroma made Izzy’s stomach twist again. She gagged and rushed to the side, barely making it before she threw up once more.Maya’s steps paused immediately, worry flashing in her eyes as she came over. “Izzy! Oh my god, are you okay?” she asked, putting a hand on her back.“I… I think I’m fine… just… my stomach…” Izzy said weakl

One Hundred & Twelve

Izzy’s legs felt weak, trembling beneath her as the reality hit her like a tidal wave. Her hand was still pressed against her mouth, but her mind was racing faster than she could process. Pregnant…? How… when…Maya squeezed her hand again, her voice soft but urgent. “Izzy… breathe. I know you’re freaking out.. so am I girl.”Tears welled in Izzy’s eyes, spilling over despite her attempts to stay composed. Her chest tightened, her heart hammering with a mixture of fear, disbelief, and the realization that she was in a deep mess.“I… I don’t even know what to do Maya,” she whispered, her voice shaky. “Dominic… he… I mean…” Her words trailed off, choked by the weight of the thought.Maya’s eyes softened. “Honey, it's scary I know. You’ve every right to be scared. But we’ll handle it. One step at a time. Right now, you rest, and we think about the next steps later.”Izzy nodded slowly, still staring at the ceiling, letting herself feel the swirl of emotions threatening to overwhelm her. H

One Hundred & Thirteen

Izzy’s chest tightened as she and Maya reached her apartment.The quiet afternoon air did little to calm her nerves. She rubbed her stomach absently, still coming to terms with the news from the hospital. Maya gave her a reassuring squeeze on the shoulder, whispering, “We’ll handle everything once we get inside. First, let's get you inside”But the moment they reached the door to Izzy’s apartment, a chill ran down her spine. The door was slightly open.“Did you forget to lock the door?,” Izzy asked, her voice small, her hand hovering over the handle.Maya’s brow furrowed. “ I did lock it.. Or did I? Stay here. Let’s go check it out.”Maya pushed the door open, Izzy behind her. and the sight inside made Izzy freeze. Standing near the living room, arms crossed, perfectly poised, was Miranda Steele, Dominic’s mother. Her eyes, sharp and cold, immediately locked onto Izzy.“Well, well… Ms. Hart,” Miranda said smoothly, her tone dripping with controlled amusement. “Finally you’re back. I w

One Hundred Fourteen

The door shut with a quiet but final click.Silence swallowed the apartment.Izzy didn’t move.Her eyes stayed fixed on the check lying on the table, as if it were something filthy. Like it might stain her just by looking at it. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, but no sound came out. The humiliation. The rage. The disbelief.Maya was the first to break.“That witch,” Maya muttered under her breath, storming toward the table. She grabbed the check, staring at the amount, and let out a sharp, disbelieving laugh. “Oh, my God.”Izzy’s voice came out small. “How much?”Maya hesitated.Izzy’s head snapped up. “How much, Maya?”Maya exhaled slowly. “It’s… a lot.”Izzy let out a hollow laugh. “Of course it is.”Money. That’s what Miranda thought this was about. That she could reduce her, reduce her baby, to a number written in ink.Izzy walked slowly to the table. Her fingers trembled as she took the check from Maya’s hand. The number stared back at her….enough to pay rent for years. Enough t

One Hundred& Fifteen

Maya’s voice was steady, decisive, leaving no room for argument.“Listen, Izzy,” she said, taking her hand gently. “You need rest. You’re pregnant, you’re not feeling too well, and you need to think clearly. I’ll pack your bags. Then we take the money, cash it out, and tomorrow, you leave. Far away. Somewhere he can’t find you… for now.”Izzy blinked, the weight of it sinking in. “Tomorrow? Just like that?”“Yes,” Maya said firmly. “You’re coming with me. My apartment. Here isn’t safe. Not with his mother still prowling around, not with Dominic caught up in all this drama. You need a place where you can breathe, where you can be safe and not be stressed out. Think about your baby.Izzy nodded slowly, the fight in her softening to exhaustion. “Okay… okay, I trust you.”Maya gave her a small, reassuring squeeze. “Good. Now go lie down. I’ll pack your things while you get some sleep. Tomorrow, you start fresh. A new city, a new life, a new start for you… and your baby.”Izzy let out a sh

One Hundred & Sixteen

Six Years Later….Six years. Six long, painful years since Izzy had walked out of his life.Dominic sat at his desk, staring out the window of his office. The city sprawled beneath him, lights twinkling as if nothing had changed, but everything had. Six years since she’d demanded that check from his mother and disappeared into the night, leaving him empty-handed, heart shattered, and desperate to find her.At first, he thought maybe his mom was lying. He had run to Izzy’s apartment that night, only to find it empty. She was gone. He tried calling Maya, but she was nowhere to be found either. Every lead ended in silence.Six fucking years.And what did he have now? A failed marriage on the edge of divorce. A business that demanded every ounce of his attention. And Sienna… God, Sienna. She had been a mistake, a nightmare he’d been trapped in because he thought he could move on. She was cruel, selfish, and impossible. Life with her had been hell… every day a reminder that he was living w

One Hundred & Seventeen

Dominic couldn’t breathe.For a second, he thought he was hallucinating. Thought maybe his mind had finally broken after six years of searching airports, calling contacts, and digging through records that led nowhere.But she was there.Real. Alive.Standing on that stage as she had never left.“Izzy…” he whispered again, louder this time.Her eyes found his.For one long second, the world stopped.Eyes… unreadable.Then she looked away.Like he was nothing.Like he was just another face in the crowd.“I would like to say a big thank you to everyone for being here today,” she said smoothly into the microphone. Her voice was steady. Confident. “It means so much to my family and me.”Family.The word hit him hard.He stood there, unable to move, watching her smile.… a smile he used to know better than his own reflection.“I would also like to thank my husband, Steve, for standing by me and helping make this all work. Honey, please join me up here.”Dominic froze.Husband.Did she just s

One Hundred & Eighteen

The ballroom buzzed with laughter and polished conversations.Crystal glasses clinked. Cameras flashed. Deals were being made in low voices behind perfect smiles.Dominic stood beside his mother, nodding when spoken to, shaking hands automatically. His body was there.His mind wasn’t.Across the room, Izzy and her husband moved easily through the crowd. She smiled warmly at donors. He leaned close when people spoke to her, protective but relaxed. They looked… comfortable.Like they belonged together.Dominic’s throat felt dry.“I need a drink,” he muttered.Miranda shot him a warning look. “One.”He didn’t answer. He was already walking toward the bar.The bartender handed him a glass of whiskey. He downed half of it in one swallow. It burned going down, but it didn’t touch the ache in his chest.He leaned slightly against the bar, watching.Izzy laughed at something an older woman said. Her hand rested lightly on her husband’s arm. The gesture was simple. Natural.Intimate.Dominic h

One Hundred & Nineteen

Miranda stared at the hand like it was a weapon.“You’re… the investor?” Miranda finally managed.Izzy smiled faintly. “Among others. But yes. The majority capital is mine.”Mr. Laurent nodded approvingly. “Mrs. Valenti has been instrumental in financing several international developments. Brilliant strategist.”Dominic’s mind struggled to catch up.Majority capital.International developments.Strategist.The woman his mother had paid to disappear.The woman he had searched for like she needed saving.Izzy turned to him now.Up close, she looked the same …. and completely different.Beautiful… but Stronger.Untouchable.“Hello, Dominic,” she said quietly.His name on her lips after six years nearly undid him.“You’re the investor?” he asked, voice low, controlled only by sheer force.“Yes.”One word.Steady.Miranda found her voice again, brittle and sharp. “That’s impossible. She can’t be.. this is.. crazy.””Izzy tilted her head slightly. “Is it?”Mr. Laurent glanced between them,

One Hundred & Twenty

The door had barely closed behind her before Dominic moved.“Dominic…..” Miranda started.But he was already gone.He pushed the lounge door open and stepped back into the ballroom, his eyes scanning the crowd.There.Izzy was halfway across the room, walking toward the exit. Calm. Unhurried. Like she hadn’t just dropped a trillion-dollar bomb and walked away from the man she once loved.“Izzy!”His voice cut through the music and chatter.A few people turned.She stopped.Slowly.Then she turned around.For a second, Dominic felt like he was back six years ago…. When she used to work for him. How he influenced every choice she made now she looked like she didn't need him anymore.He reached her in a few quick strides, breath tight in his chest.“You’re the investor?” he said again, still trying to process it.“Yes.”Her answer was simple.Calm.Like it meant nothing.Dominic ran a hand through his hair, frustration tightening every line of his body.“You just disappeared,” he said ho

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