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Dante POV :The night with Sophie was better than I imagined. She was perfect in every way that makes me wanna fall more in love with her.Seeing her walk into the cafe that day made me lose my every sense of breathing, like how could one woman be this damn gorgeous. I made sure nobody served them except me that day, that was how much I wanted to be near her.And when she flirted with me, I knew instantly I'm gonna make her mine.I know she thought all we're gonna do is fuck but I want more than that, so I asked her on a date and she agreed.I instantly called one of my newest Italian restaurant and put together a very romantic dinner date for us before getting ready to pick her up.God when that woman walked out that door, I was so ready to say "You know what fuck the dinner, she's about to be the dinner and I'm sure as hell she's about to be the tastiest dinner I've ever had". She dressed to kill me cause I literally died. With the way that dress hugged every inch and curves of her

I screamed.My nails dug into his back. He filled me to the brim, stretching me wide, hitting every nerve inside me."Fuuuck," he hissed. "You're so tight. So wet."He pulled back slowly... then slammed back in, harder. Again. Again.Desk creaking.Skin slapping.Our bodies crashing together like fire and gasoline.His hands held my hips in place, giving me no choice but to take it. To feel every inch of him owning me, ruining me."You feel that?" he panted. "That's mine now. This pussy belongs to me.""Yes," I cried out, legs locked around him, nails scraping down his chest. "All yours, Dominic. Fuck, don't stop"He reached down and rubbed my clit with his thumb while still pounding into me.My brain short-circuited.I shattered around him, crying out his name, spasming on his cock while he fucked me through it.Then he slammed in deep and stilled.Hot. Pulsing. Thick spurts of cum filling me.We stayed like that, panting, sweating, pressed against each other.Then suddenly, I felt s

Dominic POV:I woke up to a loud bang on my door. "Who the fuck is this animal banging on my door this early in the morning." I stood up checking the time on my wall clock."Uhhh, are you kidding me, right now.""Who the hell comes to someone's house at three in the fucking morning."The banging continued, more intensely now and that was more than enough to piss me the fuck out.I opened the door to see the last person I'll ever want to see on this planet earth.In front of me stood Sabrina fucking Rodriguez.The fact that it's her made me ten times more pissed than I already am.And to top it off, she was fucking drunk off her mind, she literally couldn't even stand well or walk well.Of all the places she could have gone, she decided to come to 'My House' like what the fuck. Couldn't she have just gone home or rather still go with one of those her fake Barbie doll money spending vultures she calls her friends home."Why the hell are you here, right now Sabrina, at fucking three in m

That fact that I've been standing in this office for like 20 minutes now, without Dominic saying shit to me, is terrifying as fuck.Like... what the actual hell?"Like dude, just say something, anything. This isn't some Netflix crime doc where silence means you're already screwed. Bitch, I know I'm already screwed, hell, I'm even scared. So no need to be extra about the whole 'I'll stare at you and let the silence do the torture' shit."Of course, I said all that in my head because a bitch was too scared to even blink too hard, talk more of speaking.I stood there, shifting slightly on my heels. My palms were sweaty, my heart hammering so loud I swore it was echoing in the damn office.Dominic sat behind his stupid expensive desk, face blank, eyes colder than my ex's soul, flipping through a damn file like I wasn't standing there contemplating my life choices and possibly fetal existence.Finally, he decided to speak. "Sit."One word. Just one, and lord did I wish he hadn't.I gathere

Dominic's POV :There are only a few moments in my life where I have felt completely thrown off balance. Today just made the top of that damn list.I stood frozen in my office, my hands resting on the edge of my desk as I stared at the spot Emily had just been standing a minute ago. Her words kept echoing in my head like a damn broken record."Well, congratulations daddy to be."What the actual fuck?I ran a hand down my face, trying to wrap my head around what she just dropped like it was a casual Wednesday headline. Pregnant? Pregnant? With my child?No. There is no way. Is there?The thing is, Emily is not the type to joke about shit like that. Hell, Emily does not even talk that much unless she is about to bite your head off or make a sarcastic ass comment. But the way she looked at me? The way she said it, all calm and defiant, like she knew this would flip my whole damn world? That was real.And I hated how it worked.I hated how I felt my chest tighten. Not with anger. Not exac