Dominic Harrison Novels & Stories

Seeing her gesture, Kunal stared at her and she said, "Come near, then I will tell you! It's a very secret thing!" Kunal also started participating fully in her gimmick and bowed down a bit to her. Then she said softly, "Do you know Kunal Singhania?" Kunal was shocked at this, he immediately looked into her eyes and she continued, "You must not have seen him but must have heard the name right? The eldest son of Mr. and Mrs. Singhaniya... today he is Coming back from UK after four years!" "UK? Uttarakhand?" Kunal also started to behave like a crazy man infront of this overdramatic chatterbox.

Had word of the Hamilton meeting leaked prematurely? But Margot had already tuned to a trashy celebrity gossip channel. My heart seized in my chest to see Tristan's image on the massive screen. He looked exactly as I remembered - perpetually tousled hair, baggy flannel shirt, thick eyeglasses magnifying his gentle eyes. The botoxed anchor's voice was incredulous. "In a shocking development, cosmetics mogul Vivian Hayes' ex-husband Tristan Levine was revealed to be completely homeless and penniless after their divorce just last week."

Hudson whispered in defeat, and Dominic laughed as they all climbed into the oversized SUV that sported bulletproof windows. Dominic stared past Cooper out of the window as they kept ribbing each other. He probably needed to get laid too; he needed to unwind after the week he’d had. Dominic didn’t really date, and he’d never been in love. He had semi-permanent hookups, but they were never his girlfriends. He’d never slept next to a woman, and he considered these women merely practice for when love would come his way. Everything Dominic did had a reason, and he knew that the only woman he’d sleep next to and love and honor would be his wife.

Dominic had been pacing the length of his chambers for several minutes when a firm knock sounded at the door. He stopped abruptly. “Come in.” The heavy wooden door opened, and Elder Orion stepped inside. The elderly healer bowed respectfully before lifting his head. “You sent for me, Your Majesty.” “Yes,” Dominic motioned toward the door. “Close it.” Without asking questions, Orion obeyed. The latch clicked softly into place, sealing the room in silence. When he turned back, Dominic was already pacing again, one hand pressed against his temple. The worst of the headache had passed, but the memory of what had happened at River Rock refused to leave him.

“You think you can touch me?” Dominic’s claws raked down the wall inches from his face, splitting wood and plaster like paper. His wolf eyes glowed, golden fire pinning Harrison in place. “I don’t care if you call yourself Alpha of the moon itself,” Dominic snarled. “You laid hands on my mate. For that, you bleed.” With a savage snap, Dominic hurled him across the room. Harrison hit the table, splintering it in half, groaning as he staggered up.

He released me and watched carefully as I was about to leave his office and headed toward my punishment. But at the last moment, I paused by the door, my hand on the handle. "Are you punishing me because I'm attracted to someone else?" I turned to look him straight in the eyes. Axel didn't seem to expect the question. "I'm punishing you so that you understand." I stepped closer, nerves on edge. "Understand what, Axel?" "That I don't like losing control over what belongs to me. I don't want you getting distracted by nonsense." I stared at him, shocked. "Nonsense? Me trying to be happy with someone?"

But the important things were done at least. Harrison walked in without knocking like he always did and I did not mind, the man was my best friend. “So what’s the happ’s?” he asked, dropping into the chair across from me. “What do you mean, what's the happ's?” “You missed work for weeks. Took my calls and told me you were occupied. So tell me, what were you occupied with?” I smiled a little. “Aren’t you such a nosy person?” “Talk.” I told him everything. The night Dominic broke in. How he assaulted Aria.

“Whoa… easy girl.” I hide a smile. “Just didn't want to stress you.” The lie sounds stupid, even to myself. He rolls his eyes and lifts both hands in surrender. I can sniff the mild disbelief, but he brushes it off as quickly. I guess he’s trying to make it up for last night. “This early?” Dominic’s voice disrupts our moment. I turn to see him in the most sexy outfit ever! Dominic Mercer is fire! A literal god in mankind. He’s bare-chested, with an overall tropical print jacket over his firm muscles. My eyes follow the fine downy hair on his chest, that run along a straight line, and disappears in his pants...