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I'd heard of people going through more to adopt a pet.
    My mother shrugged. “There were some documents. I was asked never to seek information on the birth parents. As it was never my intention to do so, that was easy enough to do.”
    She took a deep, shuddering sigh and then she rose. There was a credenza near the door and she went straight to it.
    I was still struggling to figure out what to ask, how to get the information I knew she had to have. She had to know something. My mother was self-involved, self-absorbed, and selfish. But she wasn’t stupid. Even as I was racking my brain, she wrote something down and then turned to me.
    “This is the name I have. It’s the only name.” Then she looked down at the paper, folding it as she spoke. “Whatever you find out, please don’t hate me. I only wanted a child, Dominic.”
     

Chapter 5
    Aleena
    “Is she telling the truth?”
    I sat across from Dominic and a piece of paper lay on the table between us. It was elegant, the palest of ivory and the handwriting on it was a sweeping, flowery scrawl.
    Dominic hadn’t answered yet. He was still staring at the name as though that alone would force it to reveal its secrets.
    “Dominic?”
    Slowly, he dragged his gaze away from the paper and looked at me.
    He shrugged and rose from the table. I watched as he moved over to the bar and splashed some scotch into a glass. He paused, then shrugged and splashed in more. He tossed it back, grimaced and then I watched as he refilled the glass and tossed back the same healthy serving again.
    When he went to repeat it a third time, I pushed back from the table. “You think getting wasted is going to help?”
    “Can’t hurt.” He shrugged.
    “No.” I put my hand on his wrist and caught the bottle, tugged it away. He glared at me as I put the stopper back in the bottle and wrapped my arms around his neck. “If you need to lose yourself in vice, use me instead.”
    Heat flashed in his eyes. Then, with a heavy sigh, he tugged me against him, tucking my head under his chin. “Part of me wishes I’d never started looking into this,” he said softly.
    I tilted my head back and kissed his chin. “You want the truth. It’s who you are.”
    His hands kneaded my waist and I arched closer, rubbing my body against his like a cat. He slid one hand down my back, bringing me flush against him. My body instantly responded to his, desire and heat flooding through me.
    “Let me make you feel better,” I said softly. “Let me take care of you.”
    I pressed against his chest, holding him at bay as I eased back. Watching him, I went to my knees. His eyes, hooded and dark, rested on my face. Without looking away from him, I loosened his belt and undid the buckle. I lowered the zipper and pulled him free. I wrapped my hand around the base of his thick shaft and watched as it swelled.
    I leaned forward and took the head between my lips. He made a sound as I swirled my tongue around the tip. He fisted a hand in my hair, my name coming out as a growl.
    I hummed in the back of my throat as I took him deeper. He was only half-hard, so I was able to take all of him without any problem. He rolled his hips forward, forcing his cock deeper until he was bumping the back of my throat.
    We fell into a rhythm as his cock grew, me swaying forward while he drove himself into my mouth. My breasts were full, heavy. My belly ached and my clit pulsed with each thrust of his cock against the back of my throat. I cupped his balls with one hand, balancing myself against his hip with the other hand.
    He groaned and I felt his balls tighten. He was close. He fisted both his hands in my hair and pushed deep, deeper than he had before, holding himself steady.
    “Relax, baby,” he said, his voice ragged, panting as he held my head in place.
    I fought not to gag, fought to relax the muscles in my throat as he came. My fingers flexed against his pants as I swallowed.
    A few minutes later, he held me on the couch, his