Dom Toretto Girlfriend Novels & Stories

But as soon as the photo went live, Dominic's father immediately called demanding a family gathering. The Moretti estate buzzed with quiet conversations and the gentle clinking of crystal glasses as the family gathered for the evening. Waiters in black and white moved silently between guests carrying trays of Dom Pérignon champagne. Dominic's father, Geovanni Moretti, stood talking with other family members when I entered. Dominic's arm was wrapped protectively around my waist, and I could feel the expensive silk of his Versace shirt against my skin. Whispers erupted as people gasped in shock. Some were too stunned to see me with the heir and heires of the Moretti family. After divorcing Mar

“I'm married.” Diego stared at him as if he were speaking an alien language. “When?” “A few days ago.” Diego let out a short chuckle. “You're joking.” “I'm not.” Diego's mouth opened, then closed. “Okay, then. Who?” Jesse hesitated, his fingers tightening around the wooden edge of the bench. “Donato.” Diego’s brow furrowed. “Donato who? Wait... is it a man or a woman?” Jesse looked away, staring at the hospital grass. “Donato Del Sindacato.”

I point out and she shrugs. “Nobody knows anyone really,” She replies pensively as she continues her smoke. “Lilliana. I am Domenico’s sister-in-law.” The name is foreign to me. Everything is foreign to me. “And you are Bria, the new member of the Cattaneo family.” The way she says it strips me once more of my identity. The use of the word new is not lost to me. I have proved no worth. “Bria Cattaneo, bride to Nico. Has a nice ring to it. It’ll look pretty on a headstone.” The stone steps beneath me suddenly feel much colder.

“The woman? She’s not on any employee records. Apparently, she rents a room upstairs and works part-time managing the register. Paid under the table.” He turned to her now. “Name?” Amanda hesitated. “I asked the shop owner. She said the woman goes by Lena Hart.” The name dropped like ice water down his spine. Dominic sat up straighter. “Say that again.” “Lena Hart,” Amanda repeated. “Why?” His mind went blank for a split second. No. It can’t be. “She was my wife,” he said flatly. Amanda’s jaw dropped. “Wait—that’s Lena Hart? The one from the contract marriage thing?”

I gave the duo a short smile and said, “I came to get water.” Mr. Powers did not react, he kept staring at me. But his eyes soon travelled to his model-figure companion who was already making her way to me. “Darling, you never told me who she is,” she delightfully said while her face looked as venomous as it could be. When she was a few steps away from me, her lips grew a short smile and she stretched her hand. “Hi, I am Regina, Dom’s girlfriend.” She uttered the last word with implied force as though she was trying to overstamp her position in his life.

It wasn’t until we reached home that I realized the tornado had already hit my life in a way that I never saw it coming. “You need to see the news.” That was all Sammy said before turning on the TV. “...Dominic Romano, who was earlier involved in a torrid affair with Ms. Bianco, suddenly announced his engagement to Lilliana Alessi, a family friend to the Romanos. In fact, their wedding is scheduled for tomorrow and has been heavily gossiped for the entire week. Prior to the big day, the bachelor party was held at one of the clubs owned by his family, where Dominic insisted on meeting his ex-girlfriend Sophia Bianco, according to the statement given by her.”

"You seemed to have forgotten something, little kitten. You're my Betrothed bride so, I have all the right to know whatever is going on in your life" "Betrothed bride?! Did you just call me that because, the last time I checked, we're not entitled to each other? Dom only said we'll be married, nothing has been finalized yet. Plus, have you been stalking me? How in the world did you know I went to my friend's place?" I ask him. "Your friend or, your friend with benefit?" He asked and I widened my eyes in horror. "Surprised, right? Well, allow me to show you what Kenneth Domanco is capable of doing" He moved closer to me as he suddenly insert his hand in my sweatpants making me gasp out of sho

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.

Have I ever told him about her? Quinn looks extremely shocked that Domenic knew her name. "You... You... How did you know my name?" Domenic looked down at me. "You're my girlfriend's best friend. How would I not know about you." I chocked on nothing at the word 'girlfriend'. What the hell is Domenic talking about? I'm his girlfriend? Quinn looked from me to Domenic. "Um, what do you mean girlfriend? How do you even know Kate? It doesn't make sense to me."

Paolo’s voice trembled again as he pushed further. “Please help us,” he pleaded. “You-you are now the man of my daughter, and that makes us relatives. So can you please—” “No.” Domenico cut him off instantly, his voice colder than before. “I’m not your relative.” He stated firmly. “I’m the man Renata will marry in the future. And she hasn’t even decided whether she wants the likes of you in her life. So, you better refrain from tainting my name in such a disgusting way,” Domenico warned, and without waiting, he hung up the call.