Romans & histoires Sofie Dossi And Dom Brack

"The mother's name is Sofia Voss. Swiss. Former model. She's been his mistress for six years, and she's the keeper of every off-shore account he thinks no one knows about." Silence. Then: "You're certain?" "I've seen the records. In another life." The words came out before I could stop them, but Dominic didn't ask what I meant. Maybe he thought it was a metaphor. Maybe he just didn't care. "Every transfer he's made out of the country. Every shell company. Every numbered account. Sofia Voss has copies of everything. She kept them as insurance—in case he ever tried to cut her out the way he cuts everyone out eventually."

I looked dangerous. I looked like the Queen of the Steele Pack. Dom stood up, looming over me. His bespoke black tuxedo was torn, the jacket missing and the white shirt torn open, revealing the massive muscles and silver scar of his chest. But he was a dark god of war. "You were mine to protect," Dominic growled, crowding me. His rage and protectiveness was delicious. He grabbed my long dark hair and pulled my head back, kissing me hard on the lips. It was a pledge of undying love, and a pledge of undying war. "Are you ready to rule our empire, Sophie?"

she moaned as she closed her eyes allowing his hands roam her body. He smiled as she gave in, he spinned her chair around and lifted her from the chair. He kissed her lips and sucked on her tongue as they fought for dominance. He gently led her to the bed and laid her on it. Sofia's breathing became heavy in excitement as she awaited his next move. He took her sport bra off her, attacking her boobs with his mouth. She moaned in pleasure as she grabbed his head. She felt her lower region feeling wet as she squeezed her legs. He placed his leg in between hers to prevent her from closing it.

Alessia gasped, dragging a lazy finger along the inside of Isadora’s sticky thigh, making the poor girl twitch and whimper. “Fucking delicious,” Brielle purred, running a slow, teasing hand down Isadora’s trembling arm. “You didn’t tell us she was this cute, Caterina.” “She’s Dom’s. The famous doctor he kidnapped” “But maybe…just maybe…if we ask nicely…he’ll share.” Brielle and Alessia giggled like they were sharing the best secret in the world. “She’s fucking perfect,” Alessia said. “Dom’s gonna lose his fucking mind because of her!!”

"Damine, we've heard rumors about this for a while. We didn't dare tell you. Today, you have to see the truth with your own eyes—promise me, stay calm." The heavy leather flap of the pavilion was thrown back, and the scene inside was instantly laid bare for Damine to see. Flickering candlelight cast dancing shadows. Against the backdrop of deafening music, Sofia was locked in a passionate kiss with a strange male wolf from another pack. Her dress was askew, her face flushed an unnatural red, her hands roaming freely over his back—a stark contrast to the fragile, innocent act she usually put on. The young wolves in the pavilion all started hooting and jeering. Their comments carried clearly t

His eyes immediately widened and a smug expression showed on Briar’s face. Dominic continued to feel around until he found the tip of Briar’s manhood and looked at him frightened. “Now tell me, how sure are you that you can bite my cock off?” Briar asked him. Dominic looked down at it and he could see Briar’s dick print, he swallowed hard and looked up at Briar as he said, “Now I see why you are so cocky.” Briar nodded his head, “We seem to be the perfect fit for each other.”

The silence stretched between us, heavy and cold. My heart was beating so loudly it felt like he could hear it. I kept my eyes on his, waiting for him to get angry, waiting for him to do something worse. To my surprise, he leaned away But then, he leaned in close, his breath hot against my ear. "Don't think this is over," he whispered, his voice low and menacing. "You may have gotten lucky this time, but mark my words, Denise - I will fuck you soon. Hard. Whenever and however I like. And you will enjoy it because you belong to me. Every part of you. Your mouth. Your pussy. Your ass." Dahlia Rivera has spent her life in her twin sister’s shadow. But when Denise vanishes on the night of h

I fiddled with my fingers at the question as the memories of last night rushed into my head. My cheeks flamed up when Roman threw a glance at me before he cleared his throat, "That's a topic for another day. So, is the draft ready?" "Yeah, it is. One second," Damien rummaged through the files on his desk, "Aha! Here it is." He handed Roman a piece of paperwork. Without glancing through it, Roman gave it to me and I swallowed as I collected it and read through the terms which went thus; Miss Sofie Diaz will be paid a sum of ten million dollars in total by Mr Roman Giovanni. Half of the money would be wired to her immediately the contract is signed and the remainder will be paid after the cont

“Sign the contract. Surrender your worthless life to me entirely and become my willing pet, or the brat dies tonight.” My eyes scanned the crisp white paper resting on the cold marble floor. The bold letters at the top of the page seemed to burn straight into my retinas. Dominant-Submissive Agreement. The title shocked me to my very core. The room seemed to tilt on its axis as the reality of what he was demanding sank in. He wanted to own me, break me, and fuck me in any way, morning and night. I should have torn the paper into shreds and protected what little dignity I had left.

Sofia Russo dashed into the elevator, running late for work, she also needed to give a reasonable explanation why she didn’t show up for work yesterday, but the guards were aware. But as soon as the doors closed, she found herself face-to-face with the notorious mafia don, Luca Greco. Her heart raced as he pulled her closer, his smoldering gaze sending shivers down her spine. Suddenly, he whispered in her ear, "Two minutes before the elevator stops. Enough time for a quickie." Sofia was taken aback, disgusted by his brazen proposition. She tried to push him away, but he was too powerful.