THERE WAS SILENCE

**Dominic’s story**

I was about to make the biggest mistake of my life. But I couldn’t control myself. I knew Rebecca was there, soaking in the hot water, as droplets trickled down her luscious body. The body I dreamed about day and night. It had brought me to the brink of madness.
There was nothing clean left in my thoughts, and I cursed myself for letting things get this far. I intended to call Declan, but I couldn’t seem to dial the number. The demons inside me had a life of their own. They couldn’t be contained. They had to be fed.
I ran my hands through my now sweaty hair, chasing away all the guilty and sinful thinking I had about her. She was so pure that I wouldn’t allow my mind to wander in that direction. Despite all our short history, I was one hundred percent sure she wanted me as much as I wanted her. Therefore, my rational side said I should do this in an easy and humane way. But what should I do with the beast waiting to surface, stalking like a predator? She was a fragile prey. In the end, the beast won, but so did some of the rational. I would not hurt her in any way, shape, or form.
I made my way, slowly, towards her room, as if a desert chimera had drawn me in. I had no escape but to press forward until my eyes could no longer turn their gaze. Through the steamed-up window, I stared at a feminine figure, so hot and perfect that I hardened on the spot. I cursed my condition of being a man in that situation and me not having the will to resist that woman. I was soothing my beast, or at least I was trying to, reminding myself that I couldn’t hurt her. God was my witness that I would not because I loved her. It took me a long time to search for her and find her, but now I was sure she was the one.

In my frenzy and my restless body, I kept going and reaching for the shower door. I was so close that I could smell her vanilla flower scent through the glass. She still couldn’t see me and was facing the shower wall. I wasn’t in her sights at all. With the sound of the water, maybe I was lucky I walked in unheard.
If she concentrated a little, she could hear my heart beating hard. It was pounding so fast it could have broken my chest. She was to blame for all this. I narrowed my eyes and could make out her smooth skin through the glass. My God, how I wanted to devour her and make her mine.
I loosened my tie and threw my jacket on the floor. My black shirt and pants were the only clothes left. I would not hurt her, so I went in just as I was. The thought of her being naked in all her splendor, in my arms, at my mercy, made me crave her even more. If she didn’t want me, I wouldn’t make a move. I promised that to myself.
It was time for me to go in. As I expected, the shower door didn’t make a sound, so in the next second she wanted to turn around, but I covered her mouth with my hand. Her right hand remained trapped on the icy wall, and her left rested in front of her, above her head. I gently pushed against her, feeling her every curve through my clothes. I didn’t block her mouth so much so she could speak...
“Please don’t hurt me...”
Her voice was cracked and pleading. She was moving against me, giving me all sorts of sinful sensations. Without realizing it, perhaps, she was arching her bottom against my hard penis, driving me crazy with desire for her. I fought with my mind not to go there. I was pushing all my thoughts with all my might. If she didn’t stop rubbing herself on me right then and there, I might as well take her into this shower facing the wall. I almost ran my hand down her belly and all the way down, wanting to release all that tension, when I stopped.
“I promise I won’t hurt you, Rebecca!” My body was throbbing all over and a sweet pain replaced my anger.
Since she had her back on me, there was no way she could have known it was me. Maybe she thought someone had broken into my house and now wanted to harm her. But because I had spoken, I assumed she would recognize me.
“Dominic?”
Her frightened answer made my heart and soul ache. I would do nothing to hurt her, and she must have known that. Then why was she so afraid? Why wouldn’t she be? She was taking a shower in her privacy, knowing I wasn’t home, and suddenly I invaded her space, her body holding her between the icy wall and me, her back resting against my chest. “Please, Dominic! You don’t want to do this...”
That was the moment everything went dark before my eyes. My thoughts suddenly became clouded. It was like the demon inside had replaced me. I was imagining things that didn’t exist.
“Now, why would you think I wouldn’t want that? Am I not good enough for you? Oh, now I understand. You want Logan to do it”
Hearing his name, Rebecca turned to face me. Her goddess body was now so vulnerable before me. I went even crazier following her up and down those perfect curves, letting the hot water slide between her full breasts, making me want to kiss them like mad. She wasn’t even covering herself. I was so close to her I could read her thoughts.
“What are you talking about?”
“You know damn well who I’m talking about”
“Don’t do this Dominic, please...”
“Don’t do what? You’re afraid your Logan will find out about this. Don’t worry, I won’t tell him!”
Her eyes got big, and she looked at me with such pain. At some point, I couldn’t tell if she was crying or if it was from the water droplets. Me and my big mouth. Suddenly, she lowered her head, resting it on my chest, as if giving up without a fight. As if she felt so defeated that she no longer had the strength or will to continue.
“What happened? Do you love him that much?”
When she lifted her face, I knew she was crying.
“Stop it, please!”
“You want me to stop Rebecca? Will you tell him to stop too, or will you let him go on?” “What are you talking about?” she yelled, still holding my gaze. “Oh, I get it. I was right, you are jealous. I’m still wondering why?”
At that precise moment, I saw black in front of my eyes and the beast emerged again, this time without me stopping it. There was no way I could do it. I forced her to hold my gaze and crushed my lips against hers so hard I could hear her heart break. I forced her to open her mouth to take me in. She did it because it probably hurt. She moaned, she struggled, and the more she did it, the more edgy my demons became. I thrust my tongue deep into her mouth, looking for hers and hoping somehow, she would respond to my kiss. There were signs in her. I was sure I wasn’t wrong.
The whole thing lasted a few minutes, and by the time she started shaking and hitting me, trying to free herself, I realized the mistake I was about to make. It didn’t take me long to put some distance between us, leaving her alone in the shower. Through the closed door, I could hear her sobs, and they were because of me.
I felt so damn guilty about it all. Sometimes I thought fate had put me there on that path to find her and save her. Then why does the same fate stubbornly keep us apart? If I could figure out the answer to that question, maybe I could understand how it all works. Maybe I’ll be able to put an end to it and start over. Because if fate gave me another chance to repeat all of this, I wouldn’t change a thing. I’d still save Rebecca from those beasts attacking her, I’d still hide from her that her fiancé died and that I knew him, and I’d definitely still fall in love with her. Because she was fated to me. The Goddess of the Moon had chosen her for me.
As I sorted my thoughts, I heard the door close and her hurried footsteps on the stairs. She was still crying, and the last thing I heard was the front door slamming behind her and then silence. It was the most frightening feeling I have ever experienced. She was gone.