NYX: THE CONFRONTATION 2

"Who" he ask and I can feel the tension build but I don't back down I tip my chin up in a silent challenge I can't let him stay in the house for much longer my children will be back anytime from now and I can't afford him seeing them, I just can't he'd recognize them as his own immediately and I have a feeling that I'd be right back where I started, if he does, I'll end up back in that castle with him and

Addison with no choice but to stay now more than ever for my children sake and I'd be miserable.

My mind's running a mile thinking of what to say or do to get him out and my mind stumbles upon one word. husband. yes if I say I have a husband he might leave, hopefully.

"my husband" I lie and he froze. Ok, this just might work I just need a little more push "he'd be home soon and I don't want him to meet you here, use the door please" I say putting urgency in my voice while pointing at the door hoping it will get him out "leave…." I whisper under my breath

Dominic eyes search my face and I try not to give anything away, his eyes narrow "you lie" he growls taking large steps towards me I quickly back away but he's quicker his hand darts out and grab me by the arm pulling me to his chest and I struggle to get free not comfortable with the closeness "let go of me DOMINIC!, let me go" I yell banging against his chest to get free, but he only tightens his arms around me trapping me further "what do you mean by husband Nyx!" he demands his hot breath falling on my face.

Who does he think he is to demand things from me.

"what do you mean, what do I mean by husband, what else could it mean aside from what it means Dominic" I throw a silly reply back at him for his silly question and our eyes meet like sharp swords in a heated battle, one I'm not willing to lose

"Find me?" I scoff "Is that supposed to make up for what you did? For the neglect, for the emotional abuse?" I ask my voice growing coarse.

"And I've suffered for my actions Nyx, for eight years I've suffered, ever since you left me I've been miserable, depressed, especially after I found out about I truly felt about you, I'm in love with you Nyx, always have been, I was just too stupid not to see that earlier. I'm so very sorry about my past wrong doings, please forgive me" he says his eyes desperate showing how genuine he is I blink at him rapidly I didn't expect that, an apology is the last thing I expected from him he usually is very arrogant forcing his way. but the reality is it's too late. if he had said this eight years ago I would have been happy, I would have been moved and I would have stayed but now….. it just leaves a bitter taste in my tongue.

I shrug him off and this time he lets go I take a couple of steps away from him creating enough distance between us "Dominic….. it's too late, I've moved on you should too." I say solemnly wrapping my arms around myself for comfort.

The years I've been away from the royal life the socialites life I've realize a lot of things, how hectic, toxic and suffocating it was. I've realized that life wasn't meant for me and it's definitely not what I want for my children. I want them free to be whatever they want not to grow with a chip on their shoulders of the impending weight of responsibility that they might not even want I want them to have a choice, to be unapologetically themselves without having people ridicule them because they aren't acting according to the rules of #$ people

I'm quite contented with what I've built here for my little family and I and I'm not planning to leave for any reason.

"please….. Nyx…." He pleads and I shake my head "No Dominic." I say firmly "if you truly want my forgiveness then you'll leave me alone please. I'm the one begging you now" I say firmly

"I can't do that Nyx" he says "what do you mean you can't do that Dominic, it's as easy as the last time, just ignore me and go back." I say my words carrying the bitterness of the past

"And I suffered for that, for eight years, I've found you now and I'm never planning to let you go" he says firmly and I shake my head, my curly brown hair that's packed in a bun comes lose falling over my shoulder and framing my face "it's too late Dominic, I've moved on" I say steeling when Dominic moves to take my hands with his, His thumbs running over the back of my fingers coaxingly "I'm not having that Nyx" he say with a deep voice his eyes peering deep into mine "you. Are. Mi.." he stops his thumb running over the back of my hand stops over the fake wedding ring I wear to ward off rumors, he brings my left hand up to his face and inspect the ring "what's this Nyx" he ask a farrow setting between his brows and when realization hits him of the symbolism of the ring his features darkens and his breathing escalates "What is this Nyx!" he demands again his voice colder and rising an octave, seizing this opportunity to get him out of my house I answer nonchalantly "it's a wedding ring, Dominic, I told you I'm married" I say pulling my hands out of his grasps "YOU CAN'T DO THAT, NYX, WE STILL ARE MARRIED!. YOU CAN'T, YOU ARE STILL MY WIFE. MINE." he yells his voice booming in the small room he is mad, like really mad but I don't give a cows buttock, I just want him out of my house and life, if he's mad now he should imagine how I felt throughout the four years of our marriage, just the thought of it makes me fume "I'M NOT YOURS, NEVER HAVE, NEVER WILL BE, YOU CAN'T COME HERE DEMANDING THINGS AND CLAIMING ME, DOMINIC, THE TIME FOR THAT HAS PASSED" I yell poking my index finger to his chest "I'VE MOVED ON, I'M HAPPY, DEAL WITH IT, AND GET LO…" I don't get to finish my sentence as Dominic's fingers wraps around my nape and the next second his lips crashes into mine in a searing desperate kiss I try to move away but his other hand snakes around my waist and he pulls me closer to him locking me in place trapping my hands between our bodies as he nibs, licks, and probes at my lips to open but I'm sealed tight.

Our rushing breath mingles and I find it hard to breathe, my knees growing weak and my body heating up I open my mouth to gasp for air and he steals the opportunity to push his tongue into my mouth deepening the kiss and a whimper escapes me and he groans in response as he taste every cavern of my mouth. When we are both breathless and starved of oxygen he pulls away and peers down at me with pleading eyes as I stand there dazedly. In a calm voice he says "I'm sorry Nyx for my past behaviour, but I swear I'm a changed man, please leave with me Nyx, I'll make you happy" slowly he reaches for my left hand and placing it on left hand he slowly tries to work the ring out of my middle finger but the thing is too tight and it scraps on my skin causing me to hiss "its ok, when this ring is off, that one step forward for us" he coax as he tugs it again and the pain intensifies, I look down to see the blood flowing from my middle finger and immediately I snap out of the haze I was in.

how dare he.

I immediately see red, I raise my other hand my palm connecting with his right cheek in a resounding slap and his face snaps to the left. he kissed me without my permission and now.... He's asking me to leave everything I've built for myself and children behind and go back with him after he emotionally abused me and abandoned me like a ragdoll with no use except as a decoration for the palace and an ego boost for his status, he decided I wasn't good enough and now he wants me back and my choice doesn't matter well I say 'NO!' anger pumps through me in waves 'I say go to hell' a dark chuckle escapes my lips "your still as conceited as ever, you don't care about anyone else as long as you get what you want, nobody else's words, thoughts or feelings matters as long as you have your way" I say quietly "well, I've had enough of your nonsense, I'm sick of it, sick of you everything about you, Get out" I say calmly this encounter has brought back all the unpleasantness of my life with Dominic, I almost forgot how he truly is how mean and inconsiderate he is "Nyx…. Please…." He begins but I cut him off "I SAID GET OUT!!" I yell my breath puffing out of my nostrils he stares at me solemnly and I feel a kick in my chest "GET OUT DOMINIC, OUT!" I yell again glaring at him a knock on the door pulls our attention to it and Colour immediately drains from my face and I hold my breath.

No, no, no, not now, please don't come here now. I plead internally

And Dominic notices this "who's there" he ask his eyes still glued to my face the same solemn expression still plays on his face "oh, is that you Mr. Harrison" the course voice of old man Jerry says from the other side of the door "good evening and happy harvest day to you, the harvest festival bound fire ritual is about to start" he informs before leaving and I let out a sigh of relief, 'Thank God it isn't th…..' I don't finish that thought when the door burst opens and Malachi, Marcellus and Genevie run in towards me and my heart stutters in my chest as I look from Dominic to them as panic wash over me, I draw in a breath waiting for what would happen next but Dominic remains still in place his eyes still trained on me slowly moves from my face to the ring on my middle finger before he slowly turn towards the door only sparing a glance towards the kids before exiting.

When I'm sure he's gone I release the breath I've been holding as relief washes over me I slowly sag to a squatting position as I try to breathe through the panic

That was close...