A Dominant Fallen (A Dominant Series Book 2) by Lena Black Read Free Book Online Page B

view. I realize it’s raining and fairly hard, putting the glowing city behind a thick curtain of water, giving it a ghostly radiance.
    A fire is dancing in the fireplace, bathing us in its warm, golden light. I watch it for a moment, hypnotized by its weaving waltz. I’m so entranced, I hadn’t even noticed Hunt leave and come back with a single plate in hand. He sits down beside me and I scan the contents. It’s roasted chicken, linguini with a creamy white sauce, and steamed broccoli. It looks delicious.
    “Where is your plate?” I inquire, confused.
    “I already ate. I wanted to let you sleep a little while longer. You looked so peaceful…Now let me feed you.”
    I ease back into the soft couch cushion and wait for the first bite. He twirls the fork in the noodles and cuts off a slice of chicken, raising it to my open lips and sliding the tantalizing food inside. I close my lips around the fork as he pulls it out and chew with my eyes closed, moaning in delight. As I savor the creamy sauce lingering on my tongue, I hear him chuckle and know exactly why he’s so amused.
    Once I’ve finished, I open my eyes and mockingly glare at him. “Do I amuse you, Mr. Hunt?”
    He has a ridiculously huge grin spreading his cheeks broadly, pearly whites proudly displayed between his razor-sharp lips. “You amuse me greatly, Miss Hyde.”
    I feel more awake now. It’s easier to keep my eyes from lowering with exhaustion. I remember earlier and the sudden emergency that took place. “So, what was with earlier…? What new information was Banks talking about?”
    “It was nothing,” he replies, shifting in his seat, staring down at the plate as he forks a piece of broccoli, “Just some work related stuff about a shipment.”
    “You’re lying.”
    His face snaps to mine, appearing stunned. “Why do you think I’m lying to you?”
    “Your body language speaks volumes, Hunt. I’m not a fool.”
    “No,” he says, shaking his head, “You’re most certainly not.”
    “Then why lie to me? Why can’t you just tell me what’s wrong?” I ask with a furrowed brow and pain in my eyes.
    “Gabrielle, it’s nothing you need worry about. Trust me when I tell you this.” He shoves the broccoli into my mouth and once I swallow it down, he shoves in some noodles and chicken. I think he’s trying to keep me from talking by gagging me with food. I chew it quickly, and when I finish, he tries to feed me more, but I move my head back with my mouth clamped tight.
    “Come now, angel. You need to eat.”
    “Not until you talk to me,” I insist with a slight scowl, and he sighs, placing the fork on the plate. “You’re asking me to trust you after you only just lied to me. Really, Damian?”
    “I’m not lying. It does have to do with work, but it’s not something I wish to discuss at the moment. Please, Gabrielle, you need to eat something.”
    “Fine, but I’m not giving up.”
    “I know,” he says softly, casting a weary smile.
    He picks up the fork and proceeds to feed me until I’m stuffed and satiated.
    “Are you finished?” he asks once the last morsel has disappeared from the plate.
    “Yes,” I groan, holding my rounded tummy, and he smiles to himself, satisfied.
    “Good…Now it’s off to bed for you. You need to get some sleep.”
    “But,” I mutter, too full and, quite frankly, too tired to argue. He chuckles, lifting me up once again, and takes me back upstairs. As he carries me down the hall, I slur out, “Our bed.”
    “Yes, angel, I’m taking you to our bed.” He nuzzles his cheek on top of my head and it’s the last thing I remember. I’m out like a light.

Chapter Six
     
    All Dressed Up
     
    I wake up the next morning to the sound of hard rain hitting the large glass wall behind the bed, feeling refreshed and ready for the day ahead. I haven’t slept so well since the night before Olivia’s party, and now that I’m back in Hunt’s bed, our bed, I was finally able to catch up on some