Novel & Cerita Dom And Rhea

"Together we're an unstoppable force - no Karen or anyone else can stand in our way." "Exactly," Chad agreed, eyes glinting with mischief. "And now that I've fed you, how about I show you exactly what this force is capable of?" Cassandra felt a familiar heat begin to coil in her belly as he slid his chair back and prowled towards her with a predatory gleam in his eye. "Oh yeah?" she challenged, squirming under his intent stare. "And what would that be, oh mighty Dom of mine?"

I tried to find a way to sneak out while he entertained whoever was there. "You think I'm letting you out of my sight again, no way princess!" That was good enough to knock out any stupid ideas I might have had before. Just when I thought the day couldn't get any worse. Dominic clenched my hand tightly as we entered the lounge area. My hands were freezing, thanks to the cold basement. Not only was his mother there, but she brought along her A-team. His brother Eric, and his ex-fiancée, Kate. "How is the garden this time of the year?" Rosetta asked in an attempt to make small talk in front of Dominic, but for the life of me, I had no idea what she was talking about.

To scream, to fight, to destroy anything that dared name me a monster. But deep inside… I felt it. The cracking. The unraveling. The slow, terrifying awakening. --- Damon stepped closer, his hand hovering near mine but not touching. Not yet. “What did you mean, Rhea?” he asked, voice low. Steady. But I could feel the tension in him. The fear. “What did Kael do to you?” I looked at him, and for the first time, I saw it. Not just the warrior. Not just the king.

If only she knew. Looking up, she realized that it was starting to get dark and she must return home. Serena or rather Aria her wolf ran back home and saw that the door was opened by her brother as he stood there at the doorway talking to probably one of his admirers, not intention of sounding jealous or whatever. Who would be jealous of being hounded by the opposite sex anyway? She trotted up and seemingly in a teasing way collided with her dear brother, Damon. She shouted “SORRY! Brother”, over her shoulder as she ran straight to her room after her small act of mischief.

Rhea looked at me and said, "Oh, is that…your ex-husband? Do you want to talk to him?" I didn’t reply. Rhea, looking over my shoulder, said, "Shit, I—I think he is coming… He's coming over here." I thought she was lying. Just trying to rile me up. Slowly, I looked over my shoulder and saw that Dominic was walking toward us, his eyes locked on mine. And without thinking, acting on pure instinct, I pushed Rhea out of the way and bolted.

Rhea Morreti, the female lead and the daughter of a Sicilian gang member; was meant to be a silent spy and was planted in the Vitale family to dismantle them from within, under the guise of an arranged marriage with Adriano Vitale, the son of a rival gang leader. But when her own brother, Dante, exposes her to further his own agenda, she becomes the scapegoat for a war she never planned to fight alone. Marked for execution, she barely escapes with her life—only to return stronger, deadlier, and carrying a secret that could shake the very foundation of their world. Even though Adriano Vitale never wanted the marriage, he didn’t want Rhea dead, especially since they had fallen for each other.

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Refusing to dominate. Rhea stood in the center of the hall, her golden aura now a soft, gentle pulse. She wasn’t a weapon. She was a haven. The four alphas felt a rush of pure, unadulterated love and connection. The final bond was sealed. A bond of balance, not of dominance. Theon looked at Rhea, his face a mix of disbelief and seething hatred. “This is impossible. You’re just a girl.”

Before I could stop her, she snatched it away, scanning the contents with theatrical interest. "Oh, Sophia." She drew out my real name like a weapon. "Still not pregnant? After all these months?" Her laugh was like breaking glass. "Poor thing. It must be like being married to a corpse." "Give that back." "You know what I heard?" She leaned closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "I heard Vito Romano can't actually father children. Something about the accident. Damaged goods, if you know what I mean." My blood ran cold.