Dom's Girlfriend Fast And Furious Novels & Stories

“What do you mean?” “Sharon I want the truth. All of it. Not just the names. The ones that didn’t last long, the ones that were never official. The ones you pretend didn’t matter—everything.” My chest tightened. “There was someone else,” I said. “Not a boyfriend. More like… a fling.” His jaw tensed, but he didn’t interrupt. “Dom. He was a fling. We didn’t date. It was one of those wild attractions. I knew it would go no where but I wanted to enjoy it while it lasted.”

“Your daddy’s friends are running a train on you in his dining room, and you’re still talking shit. I fucking love it.” He fucks me hard and fast, one hand fisted in my hair, the other gripping my hip with bruising force. Dom doesn’t have Vincent’s patience or Marcus’s brutality. Dom fucks like it’s a sport — competitive and cocky and angled perfectly because he’s been watching the other three figure out what makes me cum and he’s using every piece of information against me. “Your little college boyfriend fuck you like this?” he pants, driving deep enough that I feel him in my chest.

Or perhaps my own desperate libido is simply overriding common sense. Picturing the heavy weight of his massive, tattooed arms pinning me down has been a recurring intrusive thought since yesterday. "Tragic," sighing heavily, I slump back into the chair. "A massive waste of prime real estate. So, a girlfriend? A wife hidden away in a dacha somewhere?" “No," Dom says, her expression turning slightly serious. "He doesn’t date." "Never?" “Never. Hookups only." That piece of information settles in my chest, forming a heavy little stone of realization.

She’s mine, and I’m going to hold on to her like my life depends on it. By evening, I’m on the rink, gearing up for the big showdown against the Full Moon Pack. The air is electric, the crowd roaring. My teammates are hyped, but my head’s a fucking mess. “You good, man?” Theo asks, stretching his arms. “Yeah, you’ve been MIA all day,” Damon adds. “Yeah,” I say, smirking. “I was with my girlfriend. Priorities, you know?” Theo waves his hockey stick at me, laughing. “You’re seriously whipped, dude.”

“And who is this woman with you tonight?” Dominic looks at me. Really looks. My stomach flips. “This is my girlfriend,” he says. “Lana Hawthorne.” “Girlfriend?” Kendra repeats, smiling wider as the camera clicks again.

I heard Dominic give off a scoff, but he went into her embrace anyway. “You look different,” I heard Dominic say. “I have been working out.” As I stole a look at her fit figure, she caught me and finally noticed me. “She is not Diane.” “No. She is not.” Dominic cleared his throat and walked towards me, his hand clutching mine as soon as he levelled in stance with me. “She is Grace, my girlfriend.” As though suddenly touched by something hot, an actual look of horror covered her face. And her feet moved until she was standing very close to me, her pretty eyes studying me intently.

I hear Ronaldo behind me as I nod. “We have to get inside.” Kiera pulls me along past the group of guys. We take seats as the teacher begins roll call. Then, after we sit in comes Dominic and his crew. He has his arm draped over a pretty female with jet black hair in braids and light brown skin. They pass my desk as Kiera leans in. “…and that is Shelby. Dominic’s girlfriend. They are the it couple. She is usually nice unless she feels you are a threat to her title. No one really gives a fuck here but she has obviously watched one too many nineties high school movies.” I try and hide my laugh as the teacher notices me. And not in a pleasant way.

Christopher immediately stepped in front of me, warning, "Dominic, Alyssa is my girlfriend now. Touch her again, and I won't let it go. The Russo family of Shoreline Coast is far more powerful than the Caballeros. You'd better think twice before doing anything." My parents closed in to shield me as well, their eyes shooting daggers at Dominic. "If you try to take Alyssa, it'll be over our dead bodies! You're not right for her. Get lost! Or you won't walk away in one piece!" Having said that, they grabbed dishes from the table and hurled them at Dominic. He didn't dodge. The plates smashed against his face, and blood streamed down instantly. But he felt no pain. He kept his eyes on me, his vo

A cold tone began to come out of Dominik's mouth. “Dominik, why don't you tell this woman the truth!” Jessica snapped. Adine sighed harshly. She was too lazy to deal with that obscure woman. Especially if she had to fight in front of Dominik. “Take care of your boyfriend!” Adine stepped away, then flung herself on the sofa, while sitting with her legs crossed, the beautiful woman with dimples grabbed the can of soda and took a sip. “Dominik, are you afraid of him for our relationship last night?” Jessica seemed to be pressing the man.

A frown wrinkled his nose, making him look strangely cute, “A fringe wouldn’t suit you, I prefer your hair framing your face as it is. Makes you even prettier.” I laughed, my grip on the scissors loosening, “What would you know about hairstyles that would suit a woman?” Did I mention they were still standing at the door and Dom was silently fuming? That much was obvious from his tense shoulders. Maybe he and his friend had a serious fight. I wondered what the fight was about. He smirked and heat curled low in my belly, “I have two sisters and trust me those little daredevils talked about their hair all day long.”