All Chapters of Pleasure Under His Command : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

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One Hundred & Twenty one

Dominic’s chest tightened painfully. He wanted to argue, to reach for her, to tell her he’d change… but every instinct in him screamed that it was too late.Izzy’s words lingered in his mind, sharper than any blade.“Go back to the party, Dominic. Let me be. Let yourself be. And do well to break out from your mom’s shadow.”He stood frozen for a moment, the noise of the ballroom washing over him. Laughter, music, clinking glasses…it all felt distant, irrelevant.Dominic watched her move through the crowd, gracefully. The echo of her words followed him, haunting, taunting, like a ghost that refused to leave.He ran a hand through his hair, jaw tight. The sting in his chest wasn’t just from her leaving…it was from realizing she had been right all along. He was living in the shadow of someone else, and he hadn’t even noticed.Izzy smiled politely as another donor thanked her for the event.Because across the roomDominic was there.Watching.Six years.Six years since she had last seen h

One Hundred & Twenty Two

Morning came too quickly.Izzy woke before the alarm.For a few seconds, she just lay there, staring at the ceiling while the soft grey light of dawn filtered through the curtains.Then it hit her again.Dominic.Today.She slowly pushed the covers aside and sat up. Beside her, Steven was still asleep, one arm stretched across the bed where she had been.Izzy quietly slipped out of bed and headed for the bathroom.Cold water splashed against her face as she looked at her reflection in the mirror.Six years.And somehow fate had decided to throw them back into the same room again.“Fantastic,” she muttered under her breath.By the time she came downstairs, the house was already waking up.Brian’s laughter echoed faintly from the kitchen.Izzy paused at the stairs for a moment, her expression softening instantly.When she entered the kitchen, Brian was sitting at the table in his little pajamas while Steven attempted to make pancakes.Attempted being the keyword.“Daddy burned it again!

One Hundred & Twenty Three

The meeting finally ended nearly an hour later.Executives gathered their files quickly, murmuring among themselves as they filed out of the boardroom. The tension in the room had been thick the entire time, and most of them were eager to escape it.Izzy calmly closed her folder and slid it into her bag.Dominic was still standing near the screen, speaking quietly with two board members.She stood, preparing to leave.“Mrs. Valenti.”Miranda's voice cut sharply across the room.Izzy paused.Slowly, she turned back.Miranda was standing at the far end of the table, her posture rigid, her expression tight with something that was barely disguised hostility.“I believe we need to talk,” Miranda said.Izzy glanced toward the door where the last executives were leaving.“About business?” she asked evenly.Miranda’s lips pressed into a thin line. “Privately.”Izzy studied her for a second, then nodded slightly.“Of course.”The door closed behind the last board member.Now the room held only

One Hundred& Twenty four

The door closed behind them with a soft click.Dominic stood there for a long moment. The silence in the office suddenly felt heavier than before.His jaw tightened as he stared at the empty doorway where Izzy and Steven had just disappeared.You’re a lucky man.The words he’d said replayed in his head.Lucky.That man had Izzy’s smile. Her laughter. Her life. Her heart.Dominic walked into his office and shut the door harder than necessary.Miranda was already inside.Waiting.She turned from the window as soon as he entered.“So,” she said sharply. “That’s the man she married. I didn’t get to see his face clearly at the ball last time.”Dominic didn’t respond immediately.He poured himself a drink from the decanter on the side table.Miranda watched him closely.“You should be careful,” she continued. “That woman didn’t come back to this city for nostalgia.”Dominic took a slow sip of whiskey.“You’re overreacting, Mom.”Miranda crossed her arms. “Overreacting? She humiliated us in

One Hundred & Twenty-five

Dominic stayed in his penthouse office that night.The city lights stretched endlessly outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, glittering like a thousand tiny fires.He stood there, jacket off, sleeves rolled up, staring at the tablet in his hands.He didn’t want to go home. Sienna was probably with one of her men, fucking in their bed. Two years had passed since he caught her cheating. The truth? It didn’t hurt him. He didn’t care.He wished he could find pleasure in another woman’s arms, but he couldn’t. Not since Izzy left. Six years. Six years of celibacy.Dominic set the tablet down on the glass desk with a soft thud.He walked over to the sideboard and poured himself a drink, the amber liquid catching the city lights as it spilled into the glass. He swirled it slowly, watching the ice clink, the sound oddly soothing.He took a long sip, letting the burn settle in his chest. It was a familiar comfort. Sharp, bitter, and honest… unlike the lies and games surrounding him.He leaned a

One Hundred & Twenty Six

The next morning, Dominic hadn’t slept.The apartment was quiet, the city still half-asleep outside his floor-to-ceiling windows. His eyes were bloodshot, his jaw tight, but his mind refused to rest.He had to be at the office before anyone else arrived. Before the board, before Miranda, before anyone could interfere. He needed to talk to her—Izzy. He needed answers.By eight o’clock, he was sure he could get there. Be the first one. Control the situation. Ask the questions that had been burning in him all night.He dressed quickly, choosing dark, sharp clothes that made him look like the man who owned everything in sight. Every piece of fabric, every cuff, every tie mattered—it was armor.Coffee in hand, he stared out at the city as the first hints of dawn broke over the skyline. His phone buzzed lightly. He ignored it. Nothing could distract him today.By seven-thirty, he was already in the elevator, descending silently. The building’s lobby was empty, save for the soft hum of the e

One Hundred & Twenty Seven

Izzy’s phone buzzed, but she ignored it.Probably Dominic, throwing another one of his tantrums, she thought.She wondered what he wanted to talk about this time, but she didn’t care enough to check. Not yet.Then it buzzed again. And again. Repeatedly.Finally, she sighed and picked it up.A message from Dominic. And this time, an image.She hesitated, then opened it.Her eyes went wide.The image was a DNA report.It confirmed it. Brian was his.Izzy froze, heart hammering in her chest.How did he…? This can’t be happening.Panic crept in, twisting her stomach. She grabbed her phone and dialed Steven, her hands shaking.“He knows,” she whispered as soon as he answered, her voice trembling.“What, honey?” Steven’s voice was calm, but she could hear the concern under it.“Dominic knows,” she said, voice tight, almost breaking.“I’m coming over to the office now,” Steven said immediately, then hung up.Izzy’s chest tightened. She stared at her phone, feeling the walls of control she ha

One Hundred & Twenty Eight

Dominic didn’t release her immediately.Slowly, he turned his head toward the door.Steven stood there, tall and rigid, his jaw clenched so tightly a muscle ticked in his cheek. His eyes were locked on Dominic’s hand wrapped around Izzy’s wrist.The room suddenly felt smaller.Colder.More dangerous.Dominic’s lips curved into a slow, mocking smile.“Your wife?” he said quietly, finally releasing Izzy’s wrist. “Funny how that works.”Steven stepped into the office, closing the door behind him with deliberate calm.“I said,” Steven repeated, his voice low and controlled, “get your hands off my wife.”Izzy stepped back immediately, rubbing her wrist, placing distance between herself and Dominic.Dominic watched her for a second before shifting his gaze back to Steven.“And what exactly are you going to do about it?” Dominic asked, his tone dripping with challenge.Steven didn’t move closer, but the tension in his posture spoke louder than words.“I’m not here to fight you,” Steven said.

One Hundred & Twenty Nine

Dominic finally left, the door clicked shut behind him, leaving the office in a heavy, uneasy silence.Steven stepped closer, his hand brushing hers lightly. “Honey… are you okay?” His voice was quiet, careful, full of concern.She exhaled slowly, running a hand through her hair. “I… I’m fine,” she said, though the tightness in her chest betrayed her. She looked down, ashamed. “I’m sorry… for what he said. About me. About… everything.”Steven shook his head gently, tilting her chin up to meet his eyes. “Don’t apologize. That was him, not you. You didn’t do anything wrong.”Izzy’s lips pressed together, a mixture of relief and lingering tension in her eyes. “It just… it hurt. Hearing him say those things… it brought back so much I thought I’d buried.”Steven wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her close in a protective, grounding hug. “I know, love. I know. But you’re not alone in this. Never. You have me. And Brian. And that’s all that matters.”She leaned into him, letting a sma

One Hundred & Thirty

Dominic stood just inside his office, watching the office lights flicker behind the glass. The way Izzy had held her ground, the fire in her eyes… it burned him from the inside out.He ran a hand through his hair, jaw tight, pacing the his office in long, measured steps. Every nerve in his body screamed at him… anger, desire, frustration. That little boy… Brian… was his blood. His son. And she had the audacity to treat him like some stranger.His phone buzzed again… no doubt another message from the investigator with updates he didn’t even need yet. He ignored it. He didn’t care about corporate reports, investments, or finances right now. All that mattered was her.Izzy.The way she’d called him an unfit father, the way she had laughed at him, the way she had dared to call him incapable of love…. it was a wound and a fuel at the same time. He should be furious, and he was. But beneath that anger, beneath that fury, he couldn’t help but feel hurt my her words.She had moved on. She had

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