Chapter 146 - Love Until It Hurts

After what Paulina had told him, he also felt joy.

Andrzej was jealous of him!

Dominik did not want his lover to suffer torment or arrange scenes. Actually, he would prefer them both to lead a quiet life, where they will be sure of their mutual love and happiness, but at this point in their relationship, knowing that you are loved to the point of jealousy gave him a little pleasure.

"Tell me, what's about your job?" asked the photographer.

"Shouldn't you better take care of the pan?"

"Right," he laughed and went back to the stove.

"And for God's sake, put something on!"

"Wait," Dominik laughed nervously. He put the pancake on a plate and poured the dough into the pan.

"I'll prepare cottage cheese" Andrzej offered.

Dominik nodded. Nowicki reached over him for the bowl and, taking it out, accidentally touched his shoulder.

Śliwiński looked up at Andrzej and blushed again, enchanted by his masculine beauty.

Tall and springy-bodied, he physically dominated the petite Dominic, but he never used his strength against him. On the contrary, the actor vividly remembered the moment when the photographer used it to protect him from Marek's attack. Andrzej was very well proportioned and looked just as stunning in a T-shirt, elegant shirt, and completely without clothes. His body did not have the slightest flaw and could successfully serve as a model for presenting the underwear of the most famous designers. His face was also perfect - long, with sharply defined mouth and nose, clearly masculine. She was beautiful, attractive and a bit hostile at the same time. Perhaps that's why it was so easy for him to get a girlfriend, but hard to keep her. His hazel eyes were determined but warm, and as soon as Dominik caught them, he could feel his heart throbbing madly.

If he didn't know Andrzej, he might have thought he was bloody handsome but inaccessible. A bit as if he belonged to another world made of higher values. Knowing him, Śliwiński still believed that his partner had very high moral standards, but that did not deter him, on the contrary, it gave him a sense of security. Nowicki was perfect. If not objectively, at least he was perfect for Śliwiński.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Andrzej asked suddenly.

Dominik blushed as if caught sinning.

"Because," he muttered intimidated. "I really love you," he confessed.

He knew that Andrzej was looking at him, although he looked down ashamed himself. He could feel his heart beating more and more nervously as he waited for an answer that did not come. Slowly he began to fear that no answer would come ...

He felt a touch on his chin and after a while his eyes looked directly at Andrzej's beer irises. He did not see resentment, hostility or anger in them, but pure love, like a balm, enveloping the heart.

"Me too," he heard through the buzzing in his head caused by strong emotions. "I love you so much it hurts."

It hurts ... So Andrzej has such intense feelings for him? He loves him ... until it hurts?

"Hey" Nowicki smiled kindly "why are you so scared? Did I say something wrong?"

"No," he shook his head and clung to him forcefully again.

The reason was what Andrzej said. Dominik realized that even reciprocated love can be painful and decided to do everything so that the man he loves would not have to feel it. Therefore, from now until the end of their days, he will not give him a reason to be jealous, he will reassure him of his devotion, but will allow him to be free.

***

"Scarlett, for God's sake, what are you doing in this Warsaw?"

Scarlett Yang smiled as she put on the table a colorful weekly magazine, on the cover of which was a close-up of her kissing Dominik Śliwiński. She did not have to know Polish to know that the headline in yellow, large font promised a sensation.

"I have no idea what you're talking about, Timothy," she replied into the phone with an innocent smile.

"About the fact that you cannot be left alone anywhere. Few of the scandals in the States? Do you still have to produce them in Europe?"

"But you insisted that I come here."

"Yes, but you should know the limits. You were to persuade Dominik to star in my film, not to cause moral scandals. Poland is a prudish country. Country of bigots, religious fanatics ..."

"You'd be surprised," she murmured.

"What?"

"You have a slightly outdated concept of this country. Believe me, this innocent kiss won't hurt us. On the contrary, it will shoot us an advertisement. Slyvinsky is star material, and it is impossible not to take advantage of it."

"Scarlett." The voice on the earpiece sounded extremely serious. "Don't get emotionally into this. Playing with the media is one thing, but the romance on the set ..."

"There will be no romance," she assured him more seriously. "It's just playing with the media."

"Are you sure?"

"I am."

"And he?"

"He's up to his ears and happily in love. Not in me," she added quickly.

"You like him. It's amazing."

"Really?"

"Yes."

Scarlett smiled to herself and her reflection in the mirror. She knew she was beautiful with her tiny face, coppery long hair, and a smile worth several million dollars. Beautiful, sexy and capable. However, she was not lucky with her film partners. The bigger stars they were, the more they insisted that their contacts go beyond business. She succumbed because that was how this world was constructed. This Pole, who was to be her partner in the next production, will be different. Not only is he not famous, but he poses no sexual threat. She will be able to focus on her work without constantly defending herself against the intrusive guy.

Thanks to this, this film will be something special, a production that will really show her talent.

"Yes, I like him," she admitted. "Timothy ..."

"Yes?"

"Dominik is a bull's eye. Will bring you millions."

She really thought so. At first glance, it was completely inconspicuous, and it made heart throb. The combination of innocence and overwhelming sex appeal made him a male god of love. The hazelnut hair, which on an ordinary guy was slightly long, gave him an absolute charm that no man could match. Every woman and - as her diagnosis so far indicated - many men will go mad about him.

"Ho, ho, are you jealous?"

"Come on, for the money?"

"But you know there have been no test shots yet. Still, he might not be suitable for the role."

"He'll do. You will stand on the eyelashes to make it so. I won't play without him."

"But Scarlett…!"

She giggled.

"Don't worry, Timothy. Dominik will be great. I guarantee."

"Hey, Scarlett, are you sure you're not in love with him?"

Am I sure? She wondered. He was beautiful, alluring, absolutely gorgeous, and yet when she kissed him there was only lukewarm water between them. Despite this…

"Hmm, who knows?" Dreamy did not take her eyes off her reflection. She imagined Śliwiński's face next to hers. "When do we start the test shooting?"

"As soon as I bring you both to the States."

Working with Dominik will be an adventure. The actress wanted to start her as soon as possible.

"Prepare a private jet. You'll have him in LA later this week."

***

Dominik did not expect this guest and, after the noise their photo caused, he did not particularly enjoy the visit, but he opened the door with a polite smile.

"Dominik," Scarlett greeted him before she stepped over, "I'm sorry! Hope I didn't cause too much fuss!"

Śliwiński did not know if she was honest, she was an excellent actress after all, but because even at that moment she, he or both of them might have the paparazzi's watchful eye over them, he preferred to recognize that she was honest.

"It's okay," he said. "Will you come in?"

"Yes thank you."

As she passed him, he felt an unpleasant twinge in his heart. In a few minutes, photos may appear on the websites of him inviting an American beauty to his home. There will be rumors and misunderstandings again ... How will Andrzej feel with them?

However, he could not avoid the actress. Not when she was a guest in this country and they were about to play side by side on the silver screen. If he did not let her in or treated her rudely, the media would still be using it. Anyway, Dominik couldn't be rude to anyone. Scarlett was really nice. Then, in the cemetery, when the man who had messed up his life had just been buried, she made him feel better. She did not deserve to be mistreated.

"You look beautiful," he announced with a sincere smile. "May I have your coat?"

She looked at him with wide eyes, then blushed almost to the color of her red coat. She nodded, and in a moment she was free from the outer garment…