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Dominic folded his arms and glared at her. He was somewhat relieved by her surrender.

He didn't want to have to physically hurt her. He didn't like hurting anyone, especially if he could avoid it, but she was driving him up the wall.

His eyes swept over her like a scanner.

"You left this house in different clothes, and now you're here with different ones. That alone is a giveaway. I knew you were up to something. But I decided to give you the benefit of the doubt. Still, you just could not disappoint me."

Andra wobbled a bit, which pissed him off further.

"Look at you. You can't even stand properly. You're drunk. You should be ashamed of yourself."

"I am not drunk, I swear. I'm just... yes, I drank, but I did it responsibly. I stopped as soon as I reached my limit. I swear, there was no scene. I assure you, there will be no news."

"There had better be no news about your stupid outing," he barked, unable to control his anger. "You left this house yesterday with a pack of lies, an