Dean Domino Novels & Stories

“Go back to your room and study.” She murmurs before turning her back to me. I went into my room again and took my notebook out of the bag. I raised my eyebrows when I heard Relyon’s voice outside the house. He’s Uncle Leo’s son. Uncle Leo is also my Mom’s brother. Relyon is only 11 years old. What is he playing? It’s still bright outside... Wait, why does he seem to shout? Because of curiosity, I looked out the window, and I saw him looking up at the tree and shouting.

He said as he took the seat Andra had just vacated. “It's Okay,” Dominic responded. “I must confess that I was glad and full of hope when I received your call and acceptance.” “That is good to know,” Dominic responded. He was quite humbled by the man’s faith in him. “So how much are you going to charge?” Duke asked, upfront about the deal. Dominic liked his straightforwardness. “I prefer you leave money out of it until I encounter your daughter and ascertain what I’m getting myself into.” Dominic already had an idea about what he was going into but he still wanted to make the proceedings unrushed.

Tristan The glass door to my corner office slid open and my assistant Alex strode in, tablet in hand. His sharply tailored suit and perfectly styled chestnut hair gave him an air of smooth professionalism. "The Hamilton deal is nearly secured, sir," he informed me briskly. "Just awaiting their final signatures." I smiled, reaching up to adjust my thick black-rimmed glasses that kept sliding down my nose. "Perfect. Be sure to expedite any requests from their executives. I want this to go as smoothly as possible for Vivian."

He jerked his chin toward the front entrance. “What's with the shrieking banshee outside?” he asked dryly. I grabbed the bottle of water I left behind on the counter and took a slow sip. “Just another one of those sluts who don't know their place.” His eyes darkened. “You need to stop sleeping with everything wearing a skirt, Dante. Especially the bimbos.” I gave a short laugh. “Relax. She won’t come back. Security will see to it.” He didn’t laugh with me. Dominic was saner than I could ever be and served as my advisor. While I appreciated it, sometimes I hated it. Like now.

"Luck is definitely on your side today to have run into us. Dom is the second son of the owner of Andrix Gym in Tiusto. Andrix Gym is a martial arts gym. Tonight, they'll defeat everyone and obtain amazing results. He has what it takes to bring us in." Anthony was a smart man. With his fiancee around, there was no chance he could make a move on Alexia. So, he took the opportunity to let Dominic hit on Alexia instead. Undoubtedly, Dominic would be grateful and thank him if he could win Alexia's heart. "You're too kind, Anthony. I'm not that great." Feigning humility, Dominic said, "The Dragonhead Conference is like no other ring fight. Every fight concerns how much territory every leader gets

“Save me from the big bad dom!” Dean smirked wickedly at her antics, trailing a finger down her throat teasingly. “Think you can handle me?” he purred silkily. “Think you can take everything I give?” Jenna gasped as his fingers moved lower, teasing along her collarbone and down her sternum to circle one peaked nipple. “Oh, I can handle anything you dish out!” she bragged back breathlessly. “Bring it on...I’m ready for my dom’s worst!” Dean laughed darkly at her challenge, rolling her nipples between his fingers roughly. “Big talk from this bratty little sub,” he purred silkily. “Think you can really handle what I have planned?”

We head into the 'lingerie' store, ewe, I don't like underwears and nighties like this ones, they are all too sexual. When I think we were done, we entered the car and the driver drove us. "So..... you're gonna be his submissive?" After some while of silence, she asked. I look at her and nod. "Yes" I replied. She chuckled. "You look so innocent, do you think you can handle Mr King. He's not what you think......that man is a real Dom" "Huh?" I was confused with the word dom. It's sounded like doom.

Yanking my gaze back to Dom, I asked, “Is there something I should know about, Dom?” “What are you saying?” he asked instead. I released a long, shaky breath. “Is there nothing you want to tell me?” Dom twisted his head toward Adonis, his brows furrowed in tension. “Maybe about De Vitto and why he wants to marry me, or why he needs to?” Dom’s mouth hung open and shock daubed his features, while Adonis stepped up from his seat and stood between us. “Look, I think we should all sit down and talk about this,” he said.

“You have any suggestions?” “I do!” Cali said quickly before Rave could respond. “I’ve got the perfect name. I was hoping I’d be around when you started talking about it.” Leesa wasn’t exactly sure she wanted to hear Cali’s suggestion. This was Cali, after all. The name was certain to be a wild one—but it couldn’t hurt to hear it. “Okay, go ahead. Lay it on us.” “You could call him Domino, after Dominic,” Cali said, grinning.

He always did. "As a matter of fact, I do," he replied happily, and I could hear him typing away, with classical music in the background. "His name is Dominick Luciano, or Big Dom. He used to be a big hustler in Vegas back in the seventies. You couldn't enter anywhere in the city at one time without dealing with at least one of his people." I remembered hearing something about Big Dom in one of Jaxon's stories about his mother, but I couldn't recall any other details, just the name. He sounded like the guy I was looking for.