Dominic Russo cuts an imposing figure, standing tall at 6'4" with a commanding presence that demands attention. His broad shoulders and muscular build are a testament to years of discipline and power. Dominic's skin is a rich, deep ebony, strikingly contrasting with his meticulously styled hair. His tall hair, kept in a carefully sculpted shape, adds to his formidable aura, giving him an almost regal appearance that stands out in any crowd.
His chiseled features, including a strong jawline and high cheekbones, are accentuated by his intense, dark eyes that seem to hold a thousand secrets. His eyes are both magnetic and mysterious, revealing glimpses of the vulnerability he hides beneath his tough exterior. Dominic's attire is always sharp and sophisticated, favoring tailored suits that highlight his commanding stature while maintaining an air of elegance and authority.
All feared him and who didn't want to fuck him, but none could get the opportunity to warm his bed and not for lack of trying men and women have thrown themselves at him countless times but he never once spared them a glance, was there already a man or woman who had his heart no one knew and they where not foolish enough to ask.
Dominic was tired of the meeting that he was in already, they were just repeating things he already knew and didn't care about at the end of the day someone was gonna die if he did not get his money so all this talk about why his cash isn't ready does not interest him. he was known for being cold and cruel so the fact that the big fat pig in front of him who is sweating while trying to defend himself so he wouldn't die for being late on a payment is wasting his time,all he could think about was getting it over with so he could go home and text the only person he could truly be himself with.
Dominic snapped back to reality as soon as the man finished his nervous speech, he stood from his chair towering over the man, "First, Ross get the man a towel he's sweating on my new rug I really don't want it to stain and smell of sweat" his second went to the cupboard in the office and took out a brown towel that was neatly folded and handed it to the man, " now the only thing I got from your sorry excuse of an explanation is that you don't have my money and I don't like that, you know how I feel about people paying on time" the man couldn't find the words to defend himself he felt like he was looking up on death himself "but I'm feeling generous yo have until 11:00 pm tonight to get my money or they will be cleaning your brain from a wall, you got me" the man hurriedly shook his head and ran out the room faring that Dominic would change his mind knowing he would not be able to get the money he only knew one person to go to Detective Adrian Hayes.
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Underworld Submission (book 1)
Teen FictionIn the murky depths of organized crime, power is everything. Dominic "Dom" Russo, the commanding boss of a notorious mafia syndicate, rules his empire with an iron fist. Despite his fearsome reputation, Dominic harbors a secret: a submissive side he...