Dominic Harrison Novels & Stories

He wore a loose, faded suit over a white shirt, but his wrist sported the latest Vacheron Constantin watch, and his feet were clad in expensive Italian leather shoes. His gaze lingered on Willa's face and chest, and a glint of appreciation shone in his otherwise murky eyes. "You've really blossomed into a beautiful woman!" Willa, who had been scrawny as a child, now had a strikingly curvy figure. She immediately lowered her head respectfully. "Hello, Uncle Dominic." The man was Dominic Hunt, the influential governor of Aston State. He had once been an obscure mid-level official in Centropolis, rising slowly through the ranks. Thanks to his connections with a powerful figure in the Imperial C

She turned to looked at his face again, while tears continuously trying to form in her eyes. "I hate you so much, Isaac!" she firmly said, her brows furrowed in anger. Isaac jaw clenched. "Then hate me more, bitch. The feelings are just mutual," Isaac replied, his tone turning into something dark, as he started to pulled her closer to his body and wrap his arms around her body tightly. She tried to free herself from his grip, but couldn't. She missed this man so much. It's undeniable that she still love him until now. "The time I save you, you already sold your soul to be trapped in my dominant ways..." Isaac kisses her neck. His hands roam her body intimately, causing shivers down her spine

The First Session Cassandra entered the dimly lit room with a mixture of trepidation and anticipation. She had arranged this meeting with Chad, a professional Dominant, in secret, determined to explore her deepest fantasies at last. As her eyes adjusted to the low light, she saw him sitting in a high-backed chair, his tall, muscular frame outlined against the shadows. He regarded her coolly, appraisingly. "Good evening, Cassandra," he said, his deep voice sending a shiver down her spine. "You're punctual. I like that."

"I know his reputation, Dominic, but I found him to be surprisingly well-mannered." "Good grief, Daisy, you're talking about 'manners' and 'Axel' in the same sentence? The man is devious! He can put on a saintly mask, but he can turn lethal in a heartbeat. Never trust him!" I studied him, my curiosity piqued by his intense vitriol. "How do you know all this? Do you know him personally?" Dominic went bone-still. He seemed to lose his voice for a moment, his mind clearly racing to find an exit strategy before he finally answered.

she was looking at him in fear. Lauren Serrano 's brain could not react at all. How could it be Dominic Thompson ? It's Atlas Harrison 's big brother! Lauren Serrano turned her head in panic to look for Atlas Harrison , but she found that Atlas Harrison was sitting in the guest's seat, smiling gently at her. This made her very depressed. "I don't know, you were so eager to become my woman. I'll give you this chance. " Dominic Thompson 's deep, magnetic voice carried a hint of teasing.

I asked with worry evident in my tone, I watched him take a slow intake, “I...I’m into BDSM,” he said, making me blink in confusion, I didn’t know what to say or react, he noticed my confusion, “I’m a dominant, Clarissa!” he said, when my mind screamed what the word meant, it made me realize what he was… my eyes widened in shock, Oh my god! Author’s note:- Hello guys, please let me know your thought’s in the comments section do like the book and follow me. Love you all, Thank you, I*******m:- S.N_Nina_Arthur.

I smiled shyly. "Do you still like me after knowing this?" He asked, worried. "Yes, I still like you. Being in a BDSM relationship is not a crime that I'll hate you." "You still want to be with me?" He asked in disbelief. "Yes." I smiled and nodded at him. "I'm not gentle on the bed, Anushka. I don't make love, I fuck hard, very hard. I like to dominate and test the limits of girls on the bed. I like to punish them, order them." I gulped the lump down my throat, but his words excited me sexually.

But the mysterious and attractive charm from the man in the black nightgown made Vivian unable to resist but had to look back. Her first impression of Dominic was that the man was so beautiful. He was as handsome as a knight or some god out of a myth, with a tall body, broad shoulders, long arms, and an angular face full of masculinity. His gaze was sober and calm, he casually passed others but made them pay attention to him. Vivian watched him until the figure of the man disappeared behind a turn in the hospital corridor. It was not until later that she learned that he was Dominic Arnold, the richest famous billionaire, wielding fearsome power and also a notorious arms dealer. She was lucky

The soft music was mesmerizing and the expression on the woman's face was blissful as her partner spoke softly in her ear. The next tab showed a photo of a beautiful woman dressed in a filmy pink baby doll nightgown leaning dreamily over a giant teddy bear. The headline of the blog post was 'Daddy Doms/baby girls.' Shasta breathed in deeply. The article stated that, contrary to popular opinion, Daddy Doms are not pedophiles. They are loving and caring Dominant individuals whose natural desire is to have a nurturing and affectionate intimate relationship with a submissive who has a child-like aspect to her personality.

After a moment, another man shows up at the gate, gives his friend, Terry, a disgusted look, and leads me to the center of a lavish living room. Dominic is sitting down on a nearby chair advertising his signature smirk. Dominic is a tall man with dark hair and onyx-colored eyes. His skin is golden, advertising his Latin heritage. Dominic and I have a similar background. We come from a rich, Latin family, even though he’s adopted. The only difference is that I’m a government-sanctioned killer, and in the eyes of the law, Dominic is considered a criminal.