CHAPTER 8

It was 10:00 p.m.

The club was packed.

Except for two of the females who were in charge of ensuring everyone's safe return to their residence, Alayna, and the other girls were pretty drunk.

Everyone's attention was placed on her and the guy as they danced.

She was whining and grinding on him and kissing him.

They were flirting, so others believed they were a couple out having fun.

Even the females were startled to see Alayna in this state.

A few business Men sat in the club's VIP area.

The music was loud, and Alayna and her club boyfriend dominated the dancefloor.

Everyone cheered and praised the two of them.

The men in the VIP area were intrigued by the cheering.

They viewed the scene from the balcony.

Dominique was there.

He was seated and talking business.

He wasn't interested in what was happening since he thought it was a typical couple getting attention.

His best friend, Junior, returned and said to him, "They are the coupling of the night, damn.

"I've never seen a mixed girl move on a guy like that.

"Damn! I got hard watching her move like that on him.

"Anyway, who is this chick you've been telling me about?"

Dominique responded, "I'll tell you about it later."

Dominique stood up to use the restroom.

As he proceeded, he peered down from the balcony and paused.

He turned aside when he saw the couple and went to the restroom.

On the way back, he took another look, and as they turned around and started kissing, he noticed it was Alayna.

He returned to the men and said, "Excuse me, gentleman, something came up.

"I have to leave.

"We can continue this tomorrow."

Junior got up to leave with him and asked, "What?

"Did something happen?"

He responded, "Take my keys and my belongings to the office.

"I have a situation at home to handle."

As Junior stood there confused, he left.

When people began to clear the area, he approached and grabbed Alayna by the arm, pulling her away from the guy as he turned to walk away.

"Who the fuck are you?

"Don't you see I have a boyfriend?" she said as she turned and let go of his hand.

He grabbed her and pulled her as she resisted him.

He turned, pulled her into him, and said, "We'll speak about this when we get home."

The girls were stunned as they watched them in confusion.

The guy approached Dominique asking, "Yo, what's the problem with you?"

Dominique responded, "Get out of my face."

The guy moved aside as he and Alayna left the club.

She resisted going as he took her over to his car.

He said to her, "You have no clue how upset I am, but because you're drunk, I'm not going to argue."

He lifted her into the car, fastened her inside, and shut the door.

The girls watched as he got into his car and drove off.

Delicia said, "Okay, she's hiding something from us."

The females agreed as they returned to the club to gather their stuff and the other girls.

They headed home.

Alayna was annoying on the way to his residence.

He ignored her till they got home.

He threw her over his shoulder as he opened the car door.

One of the guards said, "Sir, I'm sorry, but she claimed she was going grocery shopping, and I assumed you granted her permission because she didn't go in that outfit."

Dominique responded, "That's fine, James; I'll handle her."

He took her heels and carried her inside.

After setting her down on the couch in the living room, he removed his tie.

He pulled her up from the couch where she was lying and carried her to her room.

After entering, he moved to lay her down on the bed.

She was dozing off when he stood up and watched her.

After that, he left his room to take a shower and relax.

She awoke a few hours later.

How she got home was a mystery to her.

Alayna rose from the bed and made her way to her bedroom door.

She peered out gently to see if Dominique's door was closed, and it was.

He was cooking something in the kitchen when she walked downstairs.

He turned around and spotted her, and she gasped.

She stood there wondering, "Is he mad at me?

"Fuck.

"I'm screwed," as he remained silent.

She went to the island and sat down.

He turned around and removed his apron as he pushed a bowl of soup over to her.

Taking the dish, she drank the soup.

He went to the living room, sat and looked through his papers, and worked.

After washing her bowl, she set it on the counter and went to the living room.

She glanced at him before rushing up the stairs.

"He said, "Alayna?"

She paused and said, "Fuck."

He placed his papers down, stood up, and walked gently toward her as she turned around.

"We need to chat, so follow me," He said.

She followed him up to his room and shut the door.

He faced her with his hands folded.

She asked, "Is everything okay?"

He responded, "What were you doing at the club, Alayna?"

She stuttered as he clenched his fist.

"I'm asking you again, Alayna.

"What were you doing at the fucking club?"

She responded, "What?

"Is it also a fucking problem?

"I can't go out even if I want to.

"Oh, I didn't realize I was under house arrest."

He gazed at her as she continued to argue.

She said to him, "I signed a contract to perform work for you.

"But not one that specified I couldn't do what I wanted if it wasn't in your house."

She shoved him out of the way and turned to leave.