His Mistress is His Ex-Wife
Chapter 115: Substitute

Chapter 115: Substitute

[ At Golden Villa... ]

Ring! Ring!

Dominique’s phone kept on ringing. But he just continued drinking his beer. He ignored Sasha’s phone call. He wasn’t in the mood to talk to Sasha.

"I need someone else... right now."

Dominique was still devastated after confirming Sabrina’s death. His heart constricted, feeling suffocated. He couldn’t accept it.

He shut himself in his room the whole day. He refused to talk to Ashton and Clint. When his friends left, he just drowned himself in alcohol.

With his longing for Sabrina, he could only think of one person– Athena. He grabbed his phone and immediately texted her.

[ Where are you? Come to my villa now. I need to see you. ASAP ]

He thought Athena was the only person who could ease his pain right now.

’For five years... I had been hoping that she was still alive...’

Dominique could no longer shed tears. He felt like his heart had gone numb. He was emotionally and mentally exhausted.

He rested his head on the surface of the table. Then he closed his eyes for a moment and eventually dozed off.

*Thirty minutes later*

Ding! Dong!

The ringing sound of the doorbell reverberated around the house, waking Dominique up.

He rubbed his eyes and frowned, feeling a throbbing headache. The ringing of the doorbell continued. He checked his phone only to see several missed calls from Sasha. But his attention was caught by Athena’s message.

[ I’m here. Open the door. ]

Dominique forced himself to stand up and left his room. He descended the stairs, sprinting toward the door. He was so eager to see Athena.

He grabbed the doorknob and opened the door. Athena’s charming face greeted his sight. Without further ado, Dominique grabbed her hand, dragging her inside the house.

Bam!

Click!

He slammed the door behind them and locked it.

"What’s wrong, Mr. Smith?" Athena asked him in puzzlement.

Her eyebrows were drawn together when she smelled some liquor mixed with Dominique’s scent.

"Have you been drinking? Are you drunk? It is too early to get drunk." She reprimanded him.

Athena didn’t hide the displeasure in her tone. If she had just known that Dominique was drunk, she wouldn’t go there.

Instead of answering her, Dominique made some demands from her. "Call me Dom. Just Dom. Not Mr. Smith. Not Dominique."

Sabrina often called him Dom. Today, he wanted to hear Athena calling him Dom. He was glad that Sabrina and Athena had similar voices.

Athena just stared at him in confusion. ’I can’t understand his mood.’

"Call me Dom," he repeated, tightening his grip on her hand.

Athena raised her eyebrow. But she immediately composed herself, complying with his request.

"Dom..." she murmured his name.

"Again," he commanded her as he shut his eyes.

"Dom..." Athena called out once again.

At that certain moment, Dominique closed their gap, his left hand cupping her face as he pushed her into the door.

Caught off guard, Athena barely had time to react before Dominique pressed his mouth against hers, kissing her with a passionate intensity that took her breath away.

Athena stood frozen in her spot. She wasn’t prepared for this sudden kiss. Dominique’s embrace was overwhelming, his lips coaxing hers apart as his tongue delicately slipped into her mouth, igniting a fire within her she had never felt for so long.

She found herself enveloped in the heat of the moment, unable to resist the magnetic pull of Dominique’s fervent kiss. Soon, her lips began to move, responding to his intense kiss.

Later on, Dominique became gentle, his thumb caressing her cheeks as he continued to deepen the kiss. His lips softly brushed hers, tasting her sweetness. His lips and tongue took the lead, allowing Athena to follow his movement.

The two just broke the kiss when it was time to gasp for some air. Panting heavily, Dominique rested his forehead on hers.

"Athena... just for today... Can I treat you as someone else? As my wife?"

Dominique was referring to Sabrina. But Athena misinterpreted it, thinking he was referring to Sasha.

Athena looked down with a clenched fist. She tried her best to conceal her resentment.

’Damn you, Dom! You want me to act as Sasha.’

Athena’s heart constricted with rage. She pursed her lips, calming his emotions.

’I came here with one goal in mind. I shouldn’t feel affected. If he wants me to pretend to be Sasha, then be it! My main goal is to replace Sasha in his heart. I will be able to do it fast once I reveal to him that Sasha is cheating on him.’

After her long silence, Athena finally bobbed her head. "Okay, Dom. Treat me as your wife."

She flashed her warm smile, reaching out to caress his face. Since she was pretending, she should grab this opportunity to immerse herself in her role.

Hearing her response, Dominique immediately hugged her.

"Hey, careful! Your right arm is still injured." Athena reminded him.

"Come. Let’s sit down first."

Athena gently pulled Dominique toward the couch.

"I want to take a bath... can you help me clean my body?" Dominique requested Athena, showing her his injured arm. He couldn’t move his right hand for now.

"Hmm. So you summoned me here to be your nurse, not your wife." She arched her eyebrow.

Dominique’s lips curled up into a faint smile. He just missed the way Sabrina took care of him. He wanted Athena to fill Sabrina’s role as the most loving and caring wife he always had.

"I need to take a cold shower to sober up."

Athena just heaved a sigh of defeat. "Alright. Let’s go."

She guided him to the bathroom. Dominique just stood there while watching Athena move across the bathroom. She prepared the bathtub for him, filling it with warm water.

She put her hand under the water, adjusting the water temperature to her liking. Soon, she added bath salt, bubble bath for extra foam, and essential oil for aromatherapy.

Dominique was surprised to see how comfortable Athena was around the house as if she was already familiar with the place. But she only visited this mansion yesterday.

Athena hadn’t realized that she acted as Sabrina unconsciously as she prepared the bath for Dominique. She had been doing this during their marriage.

"Come. Let me remove your clothes," Athena softly said.

Meanwhile, Dominique was still in a trance, remembering Sabrina. He was seeing Sabrina in her right now.

’Am I just imagining things? Why do I feel like Athena has similar mannerisms to Sabrina? She truly reminds me of Sabrina as she prepared for my bath... even the smell and mixture of the essential oils reminds me of old times.’

Dominique’s heart began to race as he observed Athena silently.

"Dom? Stop spacing out. It’s time to take a dip."

Athena held his shoulders. She gently removed his arm sling. Soon, she took his shirt off.

Athena’s breath caught in her throat as her gaze swept over Dominique’s imposing figure. She couldn’t help but be amazed at the remarkable transformation his physique had undergone, each muscle now more defined than ever before.

His form exuded strength and power– his broad shoulders, sculpted chest, and well-defined abs. As her eyes traced the contours of his body, Athena couldn’t deny the undeniable allure of Dominique’s hotness.

Despite her best efforts to maintain composure, Athena found herself unable to tear her gaze away from the captivating sight before her.

"Touch me if you want," Dominique’s voice snapped her back to the present.

Athena’s cheeks blushed instantly when Dominique caught her staring at his body. He even guided her hand, pressing her palm on his abs.

Her eyes widened as she gazed up. Dominique captured her chin as he leaned over, sealing her lips with his lips once again.

As their lips met in a fervent kiss, Athena’s fingertips moved, instinctively exploring the contours of Dominique’s abdomen with gentle caresses and tantalizing strokes.

As if her hands had minds of their own, her hands ventured lower as she trailed her fingers along the waistband of Dominique’s trousers.

With a boldness she hadn’t known she possessed, she dared to tug at the fabric, slowly and deliberately easing it down to undress him completely, revealing his nakedness.

Dominique encouraged her further as his left hand captured her right hand, guiding it toward his growing erection.

As Dominique deepened the kiss, Athena’s palm wrapped around his manhood, moving up and down as she began stroking his shaft.

In the middle of their intense kiss, he couldn’t help but release a low, guttural groan of pleasure. The tender touch of her warm hand enveloping him sent him spiraling into bliss.

’Damn! I love the way she is caressing my cock! This feels so fucking good!’ He shut his eyes.

The sensation was electrifying, sending shivers of pleasure down his spine as he surrendered himself to the overwhelming pleasure of her touch.

With every caress, every stroke, he felt himself drawn deeper into the depths of passion.

"More... I need more... Sab."

Athena: "..."

Athena’s body froze when Dominique moaned her name. ’What the hell? Did he just utter my name?’