Chapter 85: Not Easy

Dominic rushed forward and grabbed Bella's clothes, inadvertently tearing them with a loud rip. As he pulled her back, she slammed into him, and they both fell to the floor. Shaken and confused, Bella realized her clothes were ripped, exposing her waist in the cold night air. She was only wearing a long T-shirt, now torn almost to the point of revealing her abdomen.

"Are you crazy?" she yelled.

Dominic sat up and grabbed the back of her neck, holding her as if she were a cat. His face showed both anger and fear.

Bella, her words slurred from drinking, was confused by Dominic's outburst. "I… I just had one of your bottles of wine. Was it that expensive?"

Dominic was too angry to speak. He had seen her leaning over the edge, ready to jump, talking about how life wasn't worth it. And now she was asking about the wine? When he remained silent, Bella remembered what had happened and realized she had almost fallen. Still a bit tipsy, she said, "Why did you come up here and yell at me? I almost fell. You're scaring me! Let go!"

Dominic's face was tense with anger. "Almost fell? You were trying to jump! Who gave you the right to die? You're not afraid of dying, but you're afraid of a little pain?"

Bella realized Dominic had misunderstood. He thought she wanted to die because of Simon, but she had simply lost her balance because he had startled her.

She tried to explain, but her tongue felt heavy, and her head spun from the alcohol. Without thinking, she pushed at him, trying to get free and feel better, but then he suddenly kissed her, his lips claiming hers with intense passion. Bella felt breathless, her hands useless at her sides as he held her close. She didn't mind the kiss; in fact, she found some comfort in it. When his touch reached her sensitive spots, she let out a soft moan.

Then Dominic suddenly pulled back, his passion fading as he returned to his usual calm demeanor. He roughly threw his shirt over her, lifted her into his arms, and, seeing she was too drunk to stand, carried her downstairs. His face still bore the etching of lingering anger. Bella wrapped her arms around his neck, looking up at his strong jaw and lips, still feeling the lingering sensation of his kiss.

In her drunken state, she said something she would never say sober: "We've slept together many times, but I've never been your girlfriend… You're so irresponsible… You jerk!"

Dominic stopped suddenly. "How about you try being my girlfriend then? Just so you know, it…" He stared at her, and it was hard to tell if he was joking or serious.

Bella leaned on him, slurring her words. "Why don't we just try it? If it doesn't work out, who cares? I'm sick of things being so unclear between us. Even if it's just for a day, being your girlfriend might make my life less crappy. Don't you think so?"

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