Ok. This is loosely based on the episode Doubt from Season 1, when Victoria and Dominik get together. This is just my version of what happened. I plan to continue this story, depending on reviews. If you like it please let me know and I'll keep going. If not I will stop :) We need more Victoria stories! I hope you like it! Thanks in advance for reviews, they keep me going!
She felt as if her life was crashing down onto her making it difficult to breathe. As she sat in the dark, dreary, New York City bar, a place she wouldn't think of stepping foot in on a normal day, she closed her eyes, rubbed her temples and wondered What has my life come to? Deep down she knew she was a good person only fighting with every fiber of her being to protect those she loved, even if that meant becoming seemingly cold and hard.
A voice snapped her back to reality, "Vicky Harper?" the bartender asked as he slid a scotch in her direction.
Victoria's heart dropped, "Where did you hear that name?" she whispered.
Her eyes questioningly burned into the bartender's as he took a step back and coyly pointed to the opposite side of the bar, "Um … that guy over there bought this for you."
She swallowed, the lump in her throat nearly cutting off her breath as her eyes met his. Eyes that had once melted her heart. Eyes that could see straight into her soul. The gorgeous eyes that belonged only to one man, Dominik Wright. Before the how and why could enter her mind, Victoria closed her eyes and softly moaned as she knew where this night would lead.
Dominik thought he was living in a dream when he had seen his former lover gracing the dim NYC bar. Or, as he still considered her, the love of his life. It wasn't the wisest choice in bar for a female to be on her own, let alone one this beautiful and who's entire demeanor screamed "WEALTHY" so when he had heard through the grapevine that Conrad Grayson's wife was going to be there dealing with scum he made damn sure he would be in the shadows to protect her. He had no intentions of even speaking to her as his heart had yet to fully heal from when she'd torn it right out of his chest but when he saw her sitting there with such a pained look etched in her beautiful face he knew he couldn't just let her walk away … again.
When Victoria raised her eyes to his, as she accepted the scotch he'd ordered for her, every emotion came rushing back hitting him like a ton of bricks, his whole body tensed up. It took all of his willpower to not leap across the bar and gather her small body into his.
He got up and began walking over to her.
Victoria took a large sip of the scotch, inviting the liquid courage to warm her throat and settle her nerves as she watched Dominik slowly saunter over to her. She crossed her legs tightly in hopes of putting a halt to that ever-so-familiar tingling she felt as she eyed his powerful body.
"Dominik," she breathed confidently as her finger traced the rim of the scotch glass, "what a coincidence this is!"
"Yes Victoria," he leaned in to place a tender kiss on her cheek, closing his eyes and lingering to breathe in her delicious scent, "what brings you to the city?"
Her breath hitched in her throat, his lightly stubbled cheek rubbing hers as he pulled back to lean against the bar, "I had family matters to attend to."
"Well," his signature smirk crossing his face, "I live around the block, how about we catch up over a scotch at my place." Extending his hand to her he helped her off the barstool.
