ut the CCTV. My kids, they would be missing me. How could I mess up in just a week of work? My throat felt dry from all the shouting and I coughed. The door started to slided open and I crawled up,

But if they're mine, I'm taking them," he growled and got off me. I rolled off the bed, falling to the floor and stood. My legs ran faster to catch the door, but it locked the second Dominic was out. "You don of a devil!" I screamed, banging my fist and knee hard on the door. I cried, struggling to get my emotions in check. He couldn't get to them. I didn't want to lose my babies. I should have never gone to his office. What had I done? I sat still crying my eyes out until I had a headache. The door opened a few hours later and Dominic walked in with a tray of food. "Take your poison," I said, turning away from him. "I still need you alive," he said, smiling. "Are you eating? Or do I have to feed you myself?" I glared at him, hoping to cut him to shreds. He came closer and picked me up. I struggled, but gave up. He was stronger and I failed every time. "Say aaah!" He said calmly but I slapped the spoon off his hand. I regretted that almost instantly. His hand pulled me to meet his gaze. His form hand on the back of my neck. "We can do this the easy way or the hard way," he said. "Make your choice." I had never seen him in this state before. He was scary and I knew I had to tread carefully. I let him feed me, taking my time to set my hands properly to reach the remote. "It's not in my pocket," Dominic said. "Huh?" "The remote. You've been reaching for it. You'll have to search deeper," he answered. "You're disgusting," I cursed. He smiled and cleaned my lower lip with his thumb. "Why haven't the kids started school yet?" "It's none of your goddamn business," I muttered. Just then, a phone rang and Dominic pulled out my phone from his pocket. I reached for it, b