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About ten minutes from campus, Dominic turned into an apartment complex. “Oh, right,” he said casually, eyes still on the road. “There’s one unwritten rule I forgot to mention in our contract.” “What is it, sir?” The car came to a stop. The air thickened again as Dominic unbuckled his seat belt and turned toward her. “I don’t like sleeping with virgins. It’s… inconvenient.” Renata’s mouth fell open. She’d be lying if she said she wasn’t shocked. But before she could react, Dominic was already handing her a pen and the contract sheet.

We talked about everything except the Romano family. "You should consider coming back to medicine," David said over dessert. "You're wasted in corporate management." "Maybe someday." I stirred my coffee, avoiding his eyes. "When things are... different." He reached across the table and squeezed my hand. "The offer stands. Whenever you're ready." By the time I got home, it was nearly ten o'clock. The Romano estate was quiet, most of the staff already retired for the evening. All I wanted was a hot shower and my bed.

“I didn’t know it would come to this.” “Desperation,” Dominic replied, “is how most contracts are signed.” He turned back to me. “You see,” he said, “I don’t enjoy coercion. It’s inefficient. I prefer clarity.” He gestured toward the folder on the table. “Everything is there. The debt. The default. The transfer.” “Transfer to what?” I demanded. “To marriage.” The word hit me harder than I expected. “What?” I breathed. Dominic’s eyes remained fixed on mine. “A legal union. Binding. Enforceable.”

he said finally. Ava didn’t move. “I’m listening.” Dominic stepped further into the room, loosening his cuff slightly. A small gesture, but it told her something. He was preparing. Not for a fight. For truth. “That network I mentioned,” he began, “is called the Consortium.” The name settled heavily between them. Ava repeated it softly. “The Consortium…” “It operates globally,” Dominic continued. “Finance, politics, private contracts. They don’t just control money. They control outcomes.”

I was really worried for her because Anna deserves all the happiness in this world and she deserves a man that'd treat her like a queen. I picked up my phone and was about to dial her number when I noticed Dominic walking towards me. He still looked cold and angry like he looked when he stormed out of the sitting room and when he got to me and he stretched out two papers to me. They were contract papers, like agreement papers, the one that binds people together in terms and conditions. "We should sign a contract," he said as I started to read through the agreement, "since we don't have an emotional basis." Fair enough, I thought to myself as I continued to read through to be sure of what exa

Finding my daddy dom bot boyfriend, aka Damien in his charging chair I ran toward him. I needed the physical touch this morning and he didn't seem to mind hugging me close, petting my hair and calling me a cuddly bunny. "We need to set your rules" Damien says, making me look up at him. "I'm your owner, I'm the one who set rules" I tell the stupid Bot, can't expect them to be perfect. "Au contraire mon petit, according to my research a little always need rules" he says.

He gently wiped his eyes as he cleared his throat. "If I don't only have chosen to find someone for the contract, I would have already freed you, but in these circumstances, you are already linked to me, the moment I let you have my blood to save you that night, is like signing the contract." My eyebrows arched as I tried to scrutinize his words. Contract what? His blood to save me? What is he talking about? "Take this as my advance apology. " He handed me a book. As I focused my eyes on it, I can't help but widened it. I snatched it from his hands then hugged it tightly.

Dom shifted his weight onto the bed at that moment, as he fully turned to look at me, before he says, “Kit, to be honest, I am too worried about tomorrow. I have trained my whole life for battle, but with my father’s contract with Red Moon, there was never a battle for me to fight. A part of me feels like I am less of an Alpha because of it, and that I have been doing nothing but acting as a damn mayor of this town.” His confession to me at that moment made me think back to some of the things that Lizzy had said to me, making me realize that there might be even more to Red Moon’s plan than what she had thought. Sitting straight up in bed, I look at Dom and ask him, “How many other packs have

I told him everything— well, except the contract—the deal I made with the handsome devil. He eyed me for a while before he spoke. “What do you think?” “What I think doesn’t matter. I feel like I am using him.” “So does he. But for a short time I’ve known Rome, he’s not the guy who uses women for a business deal. Give him some time.” “What’s the contract all about?” “Housing project, and he’s going to fund the biggest football dome in the country with a ten-year contract.” “Wow.” “So, is it worth it?”

" I dig my nails into the palm of my hand. The guy unnerves me. I don't know what the hell he wants. Don't go so fast. Didn't you need a job? I laugh slowly. That is what it is all about. Dominic Dosther is one of those guys who wants to sell his dream of a job with a recognized company in exchange for a good blowjob. Let him sit down and wait for me. "Not dead will I work for you." I do not know what you want. Your offer does not interest me. I don't need to be mixed up with you. You've already implied what kind of idiot you are. —I take a sip of the tea that slowly begins to cool.