Chapter 436
Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right
She chuckled softly.
âWhy are you prone to jealousy so easily?â
Domenic quirked an eyebrow, his lips curling into a playful smile.
âWhat can I do? I hope you have only me in your heart.
â
Her fingers curled around his neck as she leaned in, planting a tender ki*s on his lips, gazing into his eyes.
âIn my heart, there has only ever been you,â she confessed.
Domenicâs hand drew her closer by her waist.
âHave you learned the art of flirtation now? Huh?â
âHe who lies down with dogs shall rise up with fleas,â Lindsey quoted with a coy smile.
âIâve learned a few tricks from a rather mischievous someone.
Domenic chuckled, leaning in to whisper in her ear, âYou know, Iâm particularly susceptible to being flirted with.
By doing this to me tonightâ¦â
Lindsey blushed, pushed him away, and huffed, âTonight, Iâm sleeping in a separate room!â
âLetâs talk about it after we get back,â Domenic replied with a faint smile, taking her hand and eagerly leading her back.
Upon arriving home, Domenic received a message from Hendrix.
In the bathroom, Lindsey readied herself for bed, donning a Light-colored cotton nightgown.
Meanwhile, Domenic strolled over, leaning casually against the doorframe with his sturdy back, one hand nonchalantly tucked in his pocket.
His shirt was unbuttoned at the collar.
His gaze, filled with desire and a refined touch of mischief, focused on Lindsey.
âWhy donât you wear that red nightdress?â he teased, his lips curling into a flirtatious smile as he spoke in his magnetic voice, his words carrying a playful ambiguity.
Lindseyâs face flushed pink; she knew Domenic was referring to the lacy nightgown she had purchased while shopping with Nancy.
The consequence of wearing it usually meant a night filled with passionate intimacy with Domenic.
She marveled at how this man had such boundless energy.
It was, frankly, exhausting.
âWell⦠itâs a bit soiled.
I washed it,â she stammered, wiping her face with a towel before turning to face Domenic.
Domenicâs penetrating gaze had already discerned her response.
He nodded knowingly.
âMy boss just texted.
He mentioned that heâs arranged with Twitter; theyâll be sending someone to cover and track your companyâs opening ceremony tomorrow.
â
âTwitter?!â Lindsey exclaimed and found it unbelievable.
Originally, she intended to reach out to Twitter for media coverage.
However, they were fully booked and appeared disinterested in covering her opening ceremony.
Consequently, she opted for collaboration with Eastview Television Network instead.
âThatâs great!â Lindsey exclaimed, excitement brimming in her voice as enveloped him in an embrace.
âThe reach of Twitter surpasses that of any broadcasting company.
Their support is truly fantastic.
Your boss is truly remarkable.
Heâs practically capable of anything.
Iâm starting to admire him!â
A faint frown etched across Domenicâs face.
Despite being the boss whom Lindsey was praising, a subtle pang of jealousy crept in, uninvited.
Was he actually feeling jealous of himself?
It was a strange and irrational sensation.
âLinds, the person standing in front of you is me.
Donât idolize other men.
Idolize me, and that should be enough,â Domenic teased, reaching out to gently pinch Lindseyâs cheek.
âNarcissistic.
â Lindsey pouted, yet her eyes shimmered with warmth.