Ella And Dominic Sinclair Novels & Stories

"Guarantee completion of the task." Dominic nodded. He took Lilith's hand and headed for the underground parking garage. He drove her to school, then went straight to the company. … Not long after Dominic arrived at his office, the front desk called. "Mr. Fleming, a lady with the last name Sinclair is here to see you. She doesn't have an appointment." Dominic frowned slightly. Isabella had only been quiet for a few days, and now she was stirring things up again? He thought for a moment, then said calmly, "Let her in."

“So if you don’t think that I understand the jealousy you felt when you heard that Calvin –“ He growls a little even when he hears the name, which makes me smirk just a little bit. But I press forward. “That he even just claimed that he thought I could be his mate?” Sinclair takes a moment to think this through. “All right,” he murmurs. “Then you may have some inkling. But Ella – is he?” I open my eyes wide and shrug. “Dominic, I have no idea!” Sinclair sighs, closing his eyes for a moment and getting his thoughts and emotions in order. I wait quietly, studying his beautiful face, and when he opens his eyes his expression is newly determined.

“The League. The Sinclairs. Even your own father, Dominic. Victor Caldwell isn’t clean. Neither is Senator Richard Sinclair.” My stomach twisted violently. I had always known it deep down — my father was involved in something corrupt — but hearing it confirmed by Liam made it undeniable. “What about Olivia Sinclair?” Dominic asked carefully. “Elena’s mother. Where does she fit into all of this?” Liam’s mouth pulled into a tight line. His next words sliced through the air like a blade. “She was the collateral damage.” I sucked in a sharp breath, my knees nearly buckling. Dominic reached out instinctively, steadying me with a strong hand on my lower back. His touch burned through the fabric of

He was caught between the anger and bitterness that had defined his life for years, and the dawning realization that maybe, just maybe, this wasn’t about old grudges anymore. I knew he was still wrestling with the choice. And I also knew he needed a push. I took a deep breath, letting the silence settle between us before I spoke, my voice firm but not unkind. "You’re not just fighting for Damien, Dominic. You’re fighting for yourself, too. Elijah sees the whole Sinclair family as his enemy. He’s not going to spare you just because you don’t like Damien. You’re no safer than any of us." I let that sink in, watching as Dominic’s face flickered with doubt. His pride had always been his armor, b

My name was Lola Sinclair, a young wife from a small farming town. My husband, Dominic DeLuca, used to work at a construction site. He was honest, hardworking, and willing to take any job as long as it could keep our family fed. We had two children, a modest home, and a life that was never rich but still peaceful. Then everything changed. Dominic fell from a height at the construction site and badly injured his leg. The contractor responsible disappeared soon afterward, leaving us without compensation. Instead of receiving help, we were forced to cover nearly one hundred thousand dollars in medical expenses ourselves.

Hopefully he didn't. But before I could even let that relief settle, he tilted his head at me, eyes narrowing just enough to send a jolt through my spine. I turned to my mop, knowing that it was going to be the distraction that I was going to need, but of course he would not let the subject go. He would not drop us at all. “What trick did you play to become Omega?” he asked softly. “How did you manage that, Selene? Because, as you say, I know for a fact that Elaria does not want you here. What game did you play on Liam?”

I may have had ties to the life, but I’d never been witness to what I knew was about to happen. Above all, you did not betray the family. Without thought, I crawled to the other side of the cage, my chest clenching. “Trusted.” Domenico pulled the slide back, loading a round. “Please, Dom. It wasn’t me. I swear.” “Do you think I execute with no evidence?” he sneered. “I don’t take this task lightly, Elio. You were one of my most trusted, but you got greedy.” Domenico’s eyes seemed to glow as he held the gun in front of him. “And greed is a sin I can’t abide.”

The elder offered an apologetic smile. “It is.” The room became still. “You know why we ask this. We don’t want a scenario whereby in future Luna Lyra finds another mate. You must choose her as your mate.” Dominic’s answer came without hesitation. “No.” The elder frowned slightly. “No?” “I already have a mate.” The room fell silent. Seeing the confusion on the elders’ faces, Dominic let out a slow breath before continuing. “During my journey to Ashbourne, I accomplished two things. I found the girl you sent me to look for...” He paused briefly before adding, “...and I also found my mate.”

’t suit his taste; he barely touched his meal during dinner. However, Sinclair had been overly enthusiastic with the drinks, and Dominic didn’t want to offend him. I suddenly remembered that when Sinclair returned, he was holding a black ceramic jar, which was used by Uncle billy for brewing wine. I recalled Uncle billy mentioning that he was going to gift Dominica jar of seal wine, and my heart sank. Seal wine was potent and had stimulating effects, especially for men. They were already supposed to be alone together, and now that he had drunk seal wine, I feared I might end up in a situation I couldn’t escape from. Dominic appeared to have a calm and composed face, but in bed, he transforme