In the Hands of Dominic - Pen Glowy - Chapter 1 - A Night in Auckland

Jul 30, 2026

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A young woman in affluent Auckland, Andra Anderson, lives with a restless, rule-breaking spirit and spends her nights chasing music, dance, and the thrill of parties. Despite a warning-laced conversation with her cousin Molly—who worries about past trouble with Andra’s father—Andra insists she cannot live without fun. The chapter builds a tense, anticipatory mood: romance feels “uninvited,” and a stranger will soon challenge her freedom and force a turn in her reckless plans.

LanguageEnglish

CategoryStory & Novel

FormatPDF

Pages372

Reading Time9 h 33 min

Dedication

Acknowledgments

Chapter 1: A Night in Auckland

Andra’s restlessness and room-top dancing

Molly’s warnings about trouble

Andra’s defiant plans for the club

Romance arriving uninvited

Copyright © 2025 Pen Glowy All rights reserved. [OceanofPDF.com](OceanofPDF.com) DEDICATION To Adanne Temerigha (née Sunday), known to all as Apoin, my beloved mother. With Love. [OceanofPDF.com](OceanofPDF.com) ACKNOWLEDGMENTS To God, my family, and my readers—thank you for your loving support. [OceanofPDF.com](OceanofPDF.com) 1 Above Auckland, the stars shimmered like scattered diamonds, mirroring the golden city lights below. The night pulsed with energy—alive, unapologetic, and restless. In one of the city's afﬂuent neighborhoods, a young woman danced alone in her bedroom, music loud, spirit louder. Andra Anderson. Tomboy. Rule-breaker. Wild-hearted and free. But freedom, as she knew it, was on borrowed time. Romance was the last thing on her mind—but it was already coming. Uninvited. Uncompromising. In the form of a man she didn’t know yet. A man sent not to woo her, but to rein her in. High-end boyish sneakers hugged her feet. She wore loose blue jeans slung low on her hips and an oversized t-shirt that barely hinted at her slim frame. A white face cap, worn backward, crowned her long, center-parted hair. Her attractive oval face carried just a touch of makeup—dark eyeshadow that deepened her gaze into a sultry, smokey look. As Andra danced, her movements pulsing with anticipation for the night ahead, the door creaked open. A young woman stepped in, dressed in soft pajamas, her hair tucked beneath a satin bonnet. Her eyes settled on Andra with unmistakable displeasure, the kind that needed no words to be understood. “Hi, Molly.” Andra excitedly greeted the solemn-looking girl. “Did someone die, cousin?” “Stop playing with me .” Molly chided.“You know very well that I am not happy about this outing of yours tonight.” Andra rolled her eyes.“Oh, please.” She said. “Andra, can’t you let this night be? Please?” Molly’s voice had changed to an imploring tone. Andra froze mid-move, then turned with a teasing grin.“You don’t need to mother me,” she said lightly.“I’m not you, Miss Indoor Queen. So why not do what you do best—crawl into bed and keep pretending that’s what enjoying life means?” She gestured toward the large bed with a playful ﬂick of her hand, emphasizing her point. “Stubborn tomboy,” Molly mumbled as she ambled over to the bed, exhausted by Andra’s stubbornness. “I heard that, Molly,” Andra said with hands akimbo as Molly ﬂopped down on the bed and stared up at her.“I’m standing right here, so I heard you.” “I know you heard that. You were meant to.” Andra scoffed.“So why murmur?” “To ascertain your level of consciousness.” Andra was taken aback in an amused way. So chucked lightly.“I’m not drunk.” She clariﬁed. “Not yet, I know, judging by your seemingly intelligent argument.” “Hey, stop with the big words, I’m the lawyer here.” Molly let out a mocking laugh.“Lawyer on paper. A lawyer who will not go to law school and become certiﬁed.” Andra laughed mockingly.“Keep talking. You’ll soon get tired.” She frowned, suddenly letting go of the laughter.“Anyway, your jibes can be sometimes annoying. But, seeing as the night is young and I am in a good mood, I won’t get bothered.” “I know, right? But you do need my jibes sometimes.” Andra rolled her eyes to indicate her indifference. “Look, on a more serious note, the last time you went out, you knowhow angry your father was when he found out. And you promised that it won’t happen again. You even promised to stop with the tomboy outﬁts, didn’t you?” “I did. So what?” “Andra, there is no better time to stop than now.” Andra laughed at her concern.“Oh, wow. Did you take my word for it? I cannot believe this.” Molly stared at her incredulously and Andra shook her head in mock disappointment. “Oh, Molly. You’ve known me long enough to see that I cannot do without a night of clubbing, partying, and drinking. Especially on Friday nights.” Andra picked up the remote control and stopped the music. She

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What is Andra’s attitude toward promises and her father’s control?

Andra treats promises as something meant to be broken and says her father cannot stop her. She believes the only consequence is more yelling and threats to disown, which she considers familiar and unchanging.

Jul 30, 2026

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