His Sexual Demands [18+]

Five| Dominic's Dominance

Third Person's POV

Cℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 Five
Dominic's Dominance!

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UNCONDITIONALLY, DOMINIC'S MOUTH OPENED SLIGHTLY AS VALENTINA STROLLED into the kitchen, dressed in only lingerie. It was sheer pink, only covering her nipples and lower area completely with a harder pink, a floral pattern embedded into it.

"Are you really going to walk around like that?" He raised an eyebrow at the model.

"Yes, it's my house," she told him, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Chuckling lowly, be responded "You're going to need to cover up, sweetheart. I've got a few people coming over soon."

The young brunette pretended to think for a while before responding, "Don't think I will. But thanks for the offer."

Shooting her a glare, Dominic stood up, going behind her to grip her waist roughly. "You're going to fucking cover up. Okay?" He demanded, in a whisper lowly into her ear.

Tightening his grip when Valentina didn't answer back, he growled "Don't ignore me, puttana. If I say to cover up, you cover up," he repeated more aggressively.

When he heard no response for the second time, he leaned in close, "If you want to dress up like a slut in your skimpy outfits, I'll show you how I treat a dirty slut like you later." He paused, his voice getting lower. "For now, you go put some proper clothes on."

"Of course," he heard her say quietly. He wanted to laugh at her timid voice, all her confidence wiped away in an instance.

"Good girl."

Was was all he spoke as he released his tight grip. Putting his bowl in the sink and leaving the room, knowing that he had left Valentina stunned.

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It seemed like hours had passed before the moment she had been waiting for arrived. With a smirk, Valentina hopped out of her spot when she heard the doorbell ring. In the forty five minutes she was given to get ready, she had declared she wasn't going to allow Dominic to have dominance over her — especially not after he had left her sexually frustrated the night before.

Given the information that his co-workers would be arriving soon, she had rushed upstairs to change into one of her short daytime dresses. It was a cream dress, with a corset fitting, the sleeves slightly puffed. It daringly stopped just below her ass, giving a slight view of her hot pink thong.

Short dresses were her specialty.

Answering the door before Dominic could reach there, with a side smile, she looked behind her, noticing she had 'dropped' her phone, "Oops, one moment," she told them a light purr exaggerated in her voice.

Turning around, she bent over, giving the three men a perfect view of her round ass, a small amount of her pussy could be seen teasing the men further. Just as she grabbed her phone, she heard the blonde man let out a low whistle as she gave them an eyeful of her ass. As she rose back up — ensuring to take her time — she sent Dominic a wink, who stood there glaring at her intently.

"Damn, baby girl." The blondie's focused stare didn't move away from Valentina and he inched closer to her as he dropped the lamest pick-up line ever. "Have you ever been arrested? It has to be illegal to look that good."

Valentina hid her eye-roll and instead threw him a flirtatious smile, inching closer to the new-comer. "No, but you can handcuff me whenever you like." She giggled, her manicured pointer finger tracing down on his chest.

Dominic sighed at her antics. "Alright, enough. Stop flirting with a kid, Romeo. Come on."

The men walked away, Romeo lingering behind and giving her a suggestive wink, to which Valentina finally gave in to her eye-roll.

That man was ridiculous.

"Go play with barbies," he exclaimed as he walked past, inviting his friends into the house.

"Go find a wife," she barked back, hinting at his disastrous love life.

"I'm looking at her." He retorted.

Leading his friends into the living room, Valentina realised she had recognised them, seeing a far majority of a few before. She knew the dark skinned one was Dante, and that the blonde was Romeo.

The last gentleman she hadn't met before; she had seen him around, but he seemed to be everywhere. He rarely spoke, and was slightly mysterious. By what Romeo had just called him though, she could only presume that his name was Zayn.

Valentina thought Zayn was beautiful.

Fucking beautiful.

His black hair was gelled back slightly, with little pieces dangling at the front of his face, adding a slightly messy, after sex vibe. His eyes were a such a light blue they almost seemed colourless. From his features, Valentina noted that he appeared to be Greek.

Luckily for Valentina, Greek food had always been her favourite.

Connecting eyes with the Greek man, she shot him one of her 'innocent, perfect, naive little girl' smiles.

Smirking at Dominic, she had just thought of the perfect way to get back at him.

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