Is Doma Inosuke Father Novels & Stories

Domingo hissed. “I came here for something important.” He cleared his throat, setting the papers aside. “I’m listening,” Santiago leaned forward as he opened the bottle of water in front of him. “Nina is right…” Santiago’s eyes widened as he coughed out some of the water he had already drunk. “What do you mean by that?” “Were you listening to our conversation?” His eyes trailed to the door and back at Domingo. “You think I’m fourteen? I’m your father, Santiago. My blood runs in those veins,” he pointed at Santiago who still stared at him in shock.

I stared at him for a while as he put his elbow on my legs as a support for his weight while looking at me, waiting for my answer. Dom Louis C. Montero got his father's ocean blue eyes, the shape of his nose, and lips. He only got my brownish hair and some attitudes, but aside from that, he resembled Gin in everything. I remember my husband's face when he realized that Louis looked like him as he grow up, he was sulking by then. "Argh, I actually wished to have an eldest daughter who would look like you, not the other way around. I don't want you to see anyone who looks like me,"

I didn't know what to say because I had no idea about what was going on in Domino's life back then. It's fun talking to Domino, but he never mentioned this. It seems he's keeping Kiana and Aerie hidden from his family because even Irithel didn't have an idea that her brother had a daughter. So that's why he's often out of town? That's why my son mentioned he saw this child before? I often left Zon at the Vicedo house, but the only child I knew was Irithel's cousin's son. Kani.

"Kenji's older brother? The Chairman of the Yamaguchi-gumi?" "The guy is a butcher," Dominic said, his jaw tight. "He bypassed our perimeter hours ago and deployed military-grade black ops shooters. He just flattened my South district hub. Didn't even touch my men, Val. Just broke my toys to make a point." "He has unlimited cash," Valentina warned, her breath turning shallow. "You built a clean corporate empire, Dominic, but Ichiro is an executioner. He doesn't play by your rules." "He wants a war," Dominic growled. "My clean corporate fronts are folding under the pressure."

I mumbled and Kai’s grip on me tightened. “I watched my mother bleed to death in my very arms that day before my heavily injured father threw me into the human dimension. No offence Domz but I hate your father with all my guts,” Kai groused. “Not at all. That SOB (son of a bitch) better pray for his life,” Dominic growled. “Wait a sec !” I exclaimed in surprise. “You know ?” I asked in astonishment. “Know what ?” Kai frowned. “That Dominic is the son of that SOB,” I tilted my head.

"Who is this handsome young man?" Daiki seemed unbothered by Masumi but still held his silence. Nozomi intervened before her mother scared off her crush, "This is my new friend Daiki. He's on the martial arts team..." "I know who he is, Daiki Hachisuka. I believe you have mastered Hapkido and Karate, correct?" Masumi asked. Masumi was better looking and more developed than her daughter. Her mother always told her, "You will be the flower that blooms last and best."

Dom said, walking into the clinic with his men standing behind him, they pushed Gavin and Ameliah up front next to Dom roughly. "Did he just called Delulu his daughter?” Lucky said looking at the man who had to bend down to get into the clinic. He had on a suit that cost more then fifty thousand dollars. He had the look of a mafia kin pin. “You worried about the wrong thing. What you should be asking, is did he just call us trash and he thinks he will be able to get close to touching me without me putting a bullet in his throat.” Ji'lahni said, calling her gun. Makahi and his warriors growled at the threat of someone touching his mate, their Luna. “I will advise you not to touch my mate unl

Somehow, that translated to exploding blood. "What?" I found it difficult to picture. "When he gets cut, the blood can explode on his command. It doesn't hurt him though, but… you can imagine how useful it can be." I smiled to myself, hoping that I could see such an action. "And the rest of them?" Damon breathed in quickly and then exhaled before speaking. "Idris is quiet. His father is an African man married to an Icelandic woman. He spent too long reading about Norse mythology and somehow, that knowledge translated to him.

I asked, blaming my stupid brain for just realizing that. “Yes, I’m his father and the former Alpha of the pack. But you can call me Leo.” Dominic’s father said before Dominic could open his mouth to speak. I didn’t even realize I said that out loud. I made a mental note at that moment to get a stick, write each of those people’s abilities, and stick them in my room close to the door so I could read it every day and make it stick in my brain. “And, I’m sorry you are just getting to meet me—I had to follow the alpha’s request.” He said, but I could sense the sarcasm in his voice as he shot strange glares towards Dominic.

I stood with Isabella, facing the two men. “Domenico,” I began, my voice clear and resonating in the quiet room. “You are the brother of my wife, the head of the Romano house, and now, the guardian of Giovanni Volkov-Romano. This is a promise. You will guide him in the traditions of his mother’s people. You will ensure his world is protected by the strength of the Alliance.” Domenico swallowed hard, his eyes fixed on the baby. The usual hardened mask of the Don dissolved for a moment into the face of a proud, protective older brother.