Chapter 38

                                    

                                          
Molly was mortified by Monique's words. What did she mean by their amazing night together? Was she referring to the night they took that picture together? The picture that made Molly insanely jealous?!
                          
"You need to get the fuck out of here, Monique!" Dominick barked at her, rage rolling off his skin and evident in his eyes.
                          
Molly felt her hands begin to shake and she felt like throwing up. 
                          
"No! She needs to get the fuck out of here!" Monique barked right back, pointing at Molly. 
                          
Dominick turned to Molly, grabbing her hands when he saw them shaking, "baby..are you alright?"
                          
But she shook her head. She didn't know if she was. Then she looked up into his eyes and saw what she needed to see. She wasn't going to let her jealousy over take her again. The look Dominick was giving her was all she needed to see to know that nothing happened during their "amazing" night together and that Monique was trying to get under her skin. 
                          
And it almost worked.
                          
Molly stood up from the bed, wrapping the sheet around her as she marched up to Monique and poked her in the chest.
                          
"You have 5 seconds to get the fuck out of here before I make you regret ever stepping foot in this room," Molly was shaking. But from her rage this time and not her sad jealousy. 
                          
Monique widened her eyes and stared  down at Molly. 
                          
"Who the fuck do you think you're speaking to, little girl?" Monique questioned.
                          
Molly laughed, "I'll show what this little girl will do! You can fire me and you can kick me out of my house, but you will never have my man." 
                          
Dominick was beside her now, briefs on, as he glared at Monique. "Wait? You fired her? You're the one who kicked her out?" Dominick looked completely thrown back.
                          
Monique nervously laughed, "it wasn't just my decision, baby." She stepped towards Dominick and tried to touch him but he swatted her hands away as she physically flinched. 
                          
"Don't fucking call me that. You have tried for years to get in my bed and you still can't get it through your fucking skull that I want nothing to do with you." Dominick was seething, "you're fired. Get the fuck out of my sight!"
                          
"Nick...." she breathed, "don't let her come between us! We have so much history! And you need me on this project!" 
                          
Molly stood there and just watched the entire show in front of her, letting Dominick take control of the situation.
                          
"I don't need you. I never needed you." He marched up to her and grabbed her arm, forcing her back towards the door, "you need to fucking leave immediately or I'm going to have you personally escorted out of here. You're not to come around me or Molly ever again. If i so much as see you in the same room as us, you'll be sorry."
                          
Monique sobbed out, "Nick!"
                          
"Leave!" Dominick barked as he whipped the door open and shoved her into the hallway. And once he slammed the door on her face, the room was eerily quiet. 
                          
Molly very slowly and cautiously went to him but didn't touch him, "Dominick...?"
                          
He turned and looked down at her, "why didn't you tell me she was the one who did that?!"
                          
She flinched at his raised voice, "to be fair...we haven't done much talking."
                          
That made him give her a small smile. 
                          
"I wish you would have told me sooner..." he sighed, "I'm really sorry about that."
                          
Molly shook her head, "don't be..."