Dominique Dipierro Novels & Stories

“Isn’t he already married with a son? I don’t want my friend to be tagged as a home-wrecker. Please, Drake. We must stop her.” “Dominic has been a single dad to Diego for the last ten years. His wife had betrayed him and left, abandoning a two-year-old Diego in his care. Please don’t intervene in their matters. Dominic hasn’t looked at a woman in these ten years. So if he’s interested in Julia, she must be someone special.” Daniella listened to me with awe. “Oh, in that case, he should be her Prince Charming! I’m glad she found someone to love her.”

He was known as the most notorious mafia boss of the Costa family, so no one dared to challenge him. Phillip Marino was deeply in debt to Dominic. He couldn't pay back the millions of dollars he owed him. Therefore, Dominic offered a marriage proposal, but what he truly desired was Phillip's biological daughter, Bianca Marino, whom he secretly admired. But what happened?

Dominik made him take a long walk down a short pier. The only reason Treadaway refrained from snapping back at her was because Dominik asked him to be nice to her. He could not help it. He loathed this woman. Dihanna was the typical Barbie girl. One of those women with a pretty face they can bewitch anyone with. But she was pretty as she was dumb. It was beyond him how Dominik would ever be back with her. Actually, he could not explain why Dominik would ever be with someone like this instead of being with him. A cultured man, dedicated, entrepreneurial who would do anything for him. The answer was simple, Dominik is not gay. Something his obsession forced him to overlook.

I had no choice but to back off and leave the city for a while for things to cool off. While I was away, I had a visit from the one person that Dominics hated the most, the one person who could bring him down, Carlos Gonzalez. It was Carlos that opened my eyes to many things I didn’t know about. I found out that Dominic could never side with me because he gets a huge percentage on every deal. He was the owner of the ships used for smuggling the girls and the other consignment.

Henry was very efficient. Two days later, he managed to place the information he had gathered about Dominic on Max’s desk. Then Max started reading it carefully. Dominic Deleon was Dominic's full name. He was born and grew up in London, and he was twenty years old. His great-grandfather was a politician who once held a high govt position. His grandfather was a successful businessman who owned a large corporation. As for his father, he was a businessman who made the company well.

I asked. "Alessandro Russo, tall, tanned, handsome you know the typical mafia man type" My heart dropped and my palms began to sweat, thinking back to my husband, the love of my life who left me at the lowest point of my life, and I was going to see him at the gala for the first time in a year. "I'll send you the rest of the details," Mateo states and hangs up, leaving my head spinning and my mind in a whole different state. A single tear fell from my eye hearing the name of the man who gave me the best life I'd ever had and then destroyed it.

He had a mean right hook, and the look on his face right now was stormy enough to warrant concern. “Damien? My boss?” he gritted out, still looking like he was two seconds from strangling me to death. “Yes,” I affirmed, chuckling nervously. “Damien Du Pont, himself. The vampire king of New Orleans.” “Whatever made you think there’s something between us?” Dominic was fully facing me now. His hands were crossed over his chest. He seemed no longer interested in shooting silver bullets into imaginary rogues. “I don’t know, Dom. Maybe it’s the energy between you? Or the electric sexual tension that anyone around you two could practically choke on?” I was framing my sentences as questions because

Sofia raised a questioning eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. "You are correct," Domenico acknowledged, nodding in agreement. "However, at this moment, I am here on duty, and Leonardo is my superior. I work for him as the CEO of one of his companies and serve as his trusted right hand," he explained, shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly. Unspoken between them was the understanding that Domenico held a position of power within Leonardo's formidable Mafia organization, making him the proverbial right hand to the boss himself.

he dropped his hands and tried to get up. "On your knees!" Vini shouted, and I gestured for him to calm down. "Do you know who I am?" I asked. The man looked familiar, like I had seen him somewhere, although I couldn't place him. "Of course, I know who you are. You are Dominic Montego, the Don of the Montego empire." "And you are?" Clearly, the man knew all about me while I knew nothing about him. His knowledge of me had me curious. "I didn't know that my fame had reached far and wide." I looked around the deserted landscape.

He didn’t want to hurt anyone ever again. The end of DOMINATED BY HIM, Check out my other book (Lost In Lust). Thank you awesome readers.