Dominic D'angelo Novels & Stories

He had heard a noise before the connection was broken, but he didn’t know if Leesa had simply hung up on him or if something had happened to her. He slammed the phone down into its cradle, then looked quickly around to see if anyone had noticed his outburst. The last thing he wanted was to draw attention to himself. Dominic was tall and slender, with dark hair speckled with gray that hung fashionably over the collar of a black polo shirt. His neatly trimmed goatee was slightly lighter in color than his hair and came to a sharp point beneath his chin. He appeared to be in his late forties or early fifties, but he was older than that—far, far older.

But it was so fucking frustrating to suppress myself like this. I was a Genovese, I took whatever I wanted whenever I wanted it... but I have to remember that Angelo is a man too. A very stubborn hot-headed male who wished to dominate me if he ever let his real self -Blake- out to play- he wouldn't. He was so set in his ways it was annoying. I glanced at him from the corner of my eyes, a question burning within my skull. Did I want to be dominated by this man?

While it was strange, and rather annoying that it took so long, I can’t say I didn’t enjoy my time with the little Human. It’s funny how time can change things. It was almost as if the realms were playing a cruel joke on me. I’m Dominik, the dark side of an Archangel. I have no good in me, and I haven’t loved anyone ever in my entire life. Yet here I am, falling for a frail Human girl with bright blue eyes. How?

Taking a long look down at my body before lifting his head up to look into my eyes once again, it was a light show in his eyes with the colours of his most vivid emotions, I become lost in all he was. “If you do not wish for me to rip these pieces of cloth from your body which conceals your most sensitive and precious areas from me, I would watch what you say Angel. I am not the same as those other men you have dealt with, I have a side of me more deadly than anyone alive and will not stop until I have fulfilled both of our desires… starting with making my claim of you and showing each male around… you belong to me.” Dominic growled lowly seeming to keep a lid on his anger but as he moved hi

Dom bet this woman doesn't have an idea that he's an owner. "Sure, my treat." Dom looked at Angelo. "One Martini and one Sex..." Dom looked at the woman then winked before looking back at Angelo. "on the Beach." Angelo's face darkened but forced himself to smile. "Of course, 'sir'." For some unknown reason, Dom got turned on but he tried his best to shake it off. After a while, Angelo gave them their orders and put his attention on his other customers, while Dom focused on this... woman.

he said. I couldn’t help but nod, because I had no clue why anyone would want Ella Delgado. By calling me that, I realized they didn’t know who they really had. “Please, let me go. I’m a nobody.” He ignored me. “My name is Domenico, and I’m your new god. If I tell you to speak, you speak. If I tell you to suck my cock, you do it. Otherwise there are nasty consequences.”

It was what the love of ego and power did, something that was driving humanity downhill and toward its grave, at least, that was how I saw things; but it could be me and being locked for the years that I’ve been. “Do not attack the man without listening to his side of the story, Dante D’Angelo” I said, glaring at him. He frowned in confusion before moving away from my grasp, glaring daggers at me as he processed what I just said “your brother has been through as much as you have, if not more…” “I don’t fucking know who you are…”

“I want you to leave and go back to New York. We had everything worked out to take over the Molina cartel and now that your dumbass came here it has destroyed our plans.” There is a lamp turned on next to the couch as he finishes that statement. There are 2 men sitting on the couch staring at her. One that looks to be over 60 and the other that looks to be around her age. “Oh, is that all?” Veronica asks as she chuckles. “Who is the other asshole there with you?” They both laugh and the younger man walks closer to Veronica and puts his hand out to shake her hand. “It’s nice to meet you Donna. I am the future Jefe, Dominic.”

Annalissa Hale “It’s good to finally meet you, Mrs. Romano,” he says smoothly, leaning back in his seat. I shift closer to the window, trying to create some kind of space between us. “Nice to meet you too.” “Dominic Caruso,” he introduces himself. “Enzo’s closest friend. Best man.” I don’t respond. “You’re even more ravishing in person,” he adds, eyes raking over me like he’s appraising an art piece.

And he knows; he knows that I am powerless against him, which is why he is acting in this manner. “You want me to fuck you, huh?” I sputtered as he violently grabbed my ass and continued speaking. “You think you can tame an old daddy like me?” Mr. Domenico Lombardi’s stone-like voice makes me nervous, but I’m not backing down; I know what I want.