Novel & Cerita Fast Furious Dominic Toretto

Alessandro said, glaring at the man “you had the fucking balls to abuse my wife and daughter, have the same balls to come and face me, and it does not have to be from behind bars, under your fucking dog Mattia’s tight grip, or restraints of a chair” Dante stayed completely still as he listened to the man, and turning to face us, Alessandro nodded at us. He put a hand on Nicolas’s shoulder, pushing him forward, making sure that Dante, Leo, Nasia, and I were following before he walked toward the bar. He looked at me, and gave me a small smile. The bartender walked toward us, waiting to see what we would order “get us the strongest thing you have, and an orange juice for my daughter”

And there, that was the first and last fist bump that Asahi and Cedric did. -- "Let go, I want to fight." Dominic groaned as he tries to pry Toshiro's hands away. Dominic is badly injured, and he can barely move a joint without feeling pain and discomfort. "You're fucking insane?" Toshiro scolded. "Stay here until Zacharias comes back, let the others fight those."

He has no idea the trap is already sprung. Dominic is already on his way down the corridor, following Aurel discreetly to see how much the compound works. He’s a dominant Alpha, heavy-handed and completely ruthless. If Aurel breaks down in that locker room, Dominic will be the first one through the door to witness the mess. He can even have a little fun with him since he loves a tight grip. If Laurentis turns out to be a fraud, he won't have the strength to fight back against a real Alpha's weight anyway.

Dominic spun around violently, his hawk-like eyes blazing with fury. "What do you mean they can't get through?! Which bastard dares block the Thorne clan's logistics route?!" Dominic roared, his deep baritone echoing through the office as he slammed his powerful fist onto the glass desk with a thunderous crash.

I frowned. Did "great" simply mean he had enjoyed himself... Or did it mean he'd spent the weekend having amazing sex with another beautiful woman? Stop it. “Sorry about that,” Dominic said as he walked into the office. He smiled warmly and shook my hand. “I’m Dominic.” He looked slightly younger than Sebastian. His hair was a lighter shade of brown with natural curls. His eyes were large and brown. He looked very different from Sebastian, but he carried the same quiet confidence and authority.

He moved. And this time He didn’t hold back. The fight was shorter. Messier. Brutal. He didn’t aim to disable. He aimed to end it. Fast. Efficient. The men didn’t stand a chance. Within seconds, the path was clear. The man remained. Alone now. For the first time, his expression changed. Not fear. But something close to respect. “You really are a problem.” Dominic stopped a few steps away from him. His voice was low.

"Dominic's crews hit hard and fast. They knew exactly where to strike." Of course they did. Dominic had built that empire. He knew its weaknesses better than anyone. He was using my own infrastructure against me. A mistake I wouldn't let him make twice. "Retaliation," I said. "I want his trucking routes hit. The I-15 corridor and the 93 haul. I want every truck he owns burning on the side of the road. And hit his fight rings. The one downtown and the warehouse in Henderson. Burn them to the ground. Send a message."

He knew that he had to act fast, to get to the bottom of this mystery before it was too late. With newfound determination, Donovan began to search the apartment again, this time looking for any clues that might lead him to Sophia. He knew that time was running out, and he had to act fast. But he was determined to find Sophia, to keep her safe. And he would stop at nothing to do so.

" After sending the message, Carlo put down his phone and rubbed his wrist, where an old scar circled like a band. The occasional sharp pain served as a reminder of its presence. As a dom, Carlo didn’t enjoy violence for its own sake—what he truly relished was the intense sense of control, not just over the body, but over the mind. He had a strong hunch that Nicola would be a particularly challenging subject. But Carlo never backed down from a challenge.