The Dom

~Christopher’s POV~

I decided to head back to our home rather than drive to her place because my house was where everything had started. Where she can see the reason why no woman has ever moved me. Where she can see, behind the mask, I make people see. Why I’ve been fucking everything that moves? I made people believe it was because of my ex-wife’s betrayal, but the truth is, part of it was. I wanted to forget everything about my lifestyle by marrying her. But did I really? No, I didn’t. I was looking for that one person who would fit my lifestyle, but I couldn’t find one. My wife does, I think. Even though she is always head-to-toe with me, she might not mind.

“Is this your place?” She was the one who finally broke the silence between us.

“It is, indeed,” I said as I opened and rushed to her side to open the door for her. “Shall we?” I asked as I extended my hand to her to take it as we walked in.

“Sure.”

We walked inside holding hands. I opened the front door and led her in. She loo