Domo And Danny Novels & Stories

“She loved this place. She passed last spring.” I glance at Dominic. His face doesn’t change. But his hand, around his wine glass, goes white-knuckled for half a second. D’Angelo talks for two hours. About Venice. About loss. About how you rebuild a city after it floods, and how you rebuild a life after it doesn’t. Dominic listens. Really listens. He asks questions. He doesn’t check his phone. He doesn’t talk about market share. I’m watching a man I don’t recognize. Or maybe I’m finally seeing him.

Dominic (Dom), my wolf, is pacing in anticipation to complete our bond with her, as I am trying to reason with him that she is not ready, yet he insists she is. Our internal dispute is interrupted as Damen’s hands lift her sexy ass up, slides her pants off her, waits until Sam brings my pants down, before softly placing her back on my painfully hard cock. Fuck, these evil shits are egging us on. The only thing separating her pussy and my cock is the thin fabric of her sheer satin panties.

“Maybe you are over reacting again. What if Sky is really in here waiting for you.” Amari said. “That does not explain why Carl needs to put a sleeping pill in my water.” “Hmm…Yeah, you’re right. It did sound suspicious.” “Who are you? Where am I? Where is Sky?” I asked him. He tilted his head as if thinking of something. “Oh, you mean Alpha Dimitri.” “I’m Alpha Drake of the Full Moon Pack. You are in our territory right now. Don’t be scared, you are safe.” I feel like burning inside upon hearing that I’m in another Alpha’s territory without my mate in sight.

Alex asks to switch the attention away from him. "I'm a daddy as you can see," I say pointing toward my sleeping baby in my arms. "I'm a Dom, hardcore BDSM but I do love a bit of a fight," Dante says and lick his lips. Making Alex blush again. "I'm a Dom, I'm nice unlike some people," she says eyeing Dante "Don't believe her" Dante says laughing "when she wants she can be a creature of hell" "You guys together?" he ask Dante and Ellie and things just got a lot better.

I turned to my left to see Dante, another of my best friends and close business partners, sitting on the couch with a smile. "His little bride collapsed before he even started," Dante revealed. "But that has never stopped Lucien before. He is a mad psycho." Maddox said as he jumped down from the window. "Exactly so tell me why Lucien just took her back to the bedroom after." Dante laughed again and my jaw tightened. What a blabbermouth! Maddox froze in his steps, before turning around to face me, his mouth opening wide. "You really did that? But I thought you don't c.." Maddox was about to say when Dante interrupted.

Later That Night “Hi, sis! Welcome home!” Ann calls from the dining table without looking up from her homework. She’s sixteen and a carbon copy of our mom—big brown eyes, soft curls, a gentle calm about her. I take after Dad. Blonde hair, blue eyes, the kind of curves that draw stares whether I want them or not. It’s no wonder Dominic’s addicted. “Where’s Dad?” I set the groceries down. “With Diana,” she says, voice flat. That says it all.

Niccolo was also wearing work out clothes too. I sighed. “Good to know you’re both entirely corrupt.” Niccolo ran a hand through his hair. “You made the choice to dance with darkness, Daniela. These are the kind of things you’re going to have to deal with. Unless you’re having second chances.” “Never,” I said, “show me how to fit into the villain club.” He laughed a little. “Alright, sweetheart. That’s exactly what I’ll do.” Dom smirked at the two of us. “Okay, I’m going to let you two do your weird, foreplay dance. I have terrible things to do to terrible people. Have fun.” He winked at me. “Dani, you look excellent in those yoga pants.”

“Dom… how are you?” Dominic swallowed hard. His voice cracked. “I… I’m fine, sir.” Dante stepped closer, trying not to look like he cared too much. He placed his hands behind his back, trying to hide the little tremble in his fingers. “Good,” he said. “Good. Are you scared of anybody?” Dominic gave a warm smile, though his eyes looked like they were struggling to stay open. Dante leaned near the bed. “I can’t wait for you to return. So much nonsense has happened since your accident. A deal almost slipped out of my hands… You know I don’t like when things fall apart.”

The face that greets me is not the one I was hoping to see. "Hello, sweetie pie," Danny says, smiling. But I can tell it's fake, even though the only light source is the moon. Danny is dark-skinned. His black hair is styled in a low cut, and he has a beard. The Dolce & Gabbana suit he's wearing does little to hide his muscles. I'd be lying if I said he wasn't ripped. To sum it up, Danny is a gorgeous man, but even with all his handsomeness, he is the worst romantic partner I have ever met-except Jacob if I'm including that horrible human being in the running, too.

Danilo, who was just about to head up after going downstairs, bumped right into a zombie and immediately let out an ear-piercing scream. There was then the sound of liquid splattering and bones shattering. Lasagna trembled violently in my arms. I buried her head into my chest, covering her ears. However, the sounds could still be heard. "Damn it!" Someone cursed outside the door. It was Paolo. "Boss! What should we do?" "Shut up!" Marco's voice was still low and suppressed, but this time, I could hear the trembling in his voice. Quinto didn't say a word, and neither did Valerio.