She's Dominic's

Chapter 1

Quick authors note=

This was originally on the app 'Chapters', so if you're from there, you already know this story. Don't expect the dialogue to be the same or the words, but the plot will be the same. Enjoy!!!

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"Hey Ari!?"

I looked up from the mirror that I was doing my makeup in as I heard my bestfriend Bianca calling me from across our apartment in her bathroom.

"Yeah, what ya need!?"

"Did you take my fucking eyeliner again? I can't find it!"

I scoffed, "Look on your dresser dipshit, I saw it there like two minutes ago!"

There was a pause, "Found it!" I rolled my eyes, "Thanks!"

"No problem!"

We were getting ready to go to a local club, and by local I meant one that is forty-five minutes away. We were celebrating since I was now single for the first time in two years, so she was now trying to get me to have some fun.

Once we're ready, we left for the club. Bianca was wearing a skin tight red dress and I was wearing a black lacy body suit and a skin tight grey skirt. Our makeup was smoky, her's with black, mine with brown, with red lips for both of us.

We got to the club and went straight for the bar. The bartender spotted us and headed over. He offered us a small smile, "Hello, ladies. What can I get you?"

"Hey, can I get-" I started, but Bianca cut me off.

"We would like two shots of tequila, please!"

I looked over to her as the bartender nodded an affirmative. She caught me looking so she just shrugged and grinned. I rolled my eyes but except the shot anyway.

After the shots, we headed to the dance floor. I moved my hips to the beat, rolling and grinding them; loosing myself in the music.

A guy cames up behind Bianca, grabbing her waist as she put her arm around his neck. She looked to me in silent question, asking if he's hot, to which I discreetly gave her a thumbs up. It was true he was hot with his black hair, chiseled jaw, and muscled but lean body. He was exactly her type.

I felt a hand on my waist, pulling me back into a hard chest. His hand roamed my body, leaving my skin crawling, as he grinded himself into my ass.

"Hey, not happening, get away from me." I turned around to glare at him. He wasn't ugly. He looked like every parents wet dream with his mint polo shirt and tan khaki pants. He screamed money, well at least according to the Rolex on his wrist, but he wasn't my type.

"Hey baby, relax. How about we get out of here an have some fun. I can make you scream." He smirked and I felt my skin crawl in disgust. Was that supposed to be sexy? All it did was make me want to throw up.

"Eww, no. The only reason I'd ever scream for you is calling for help, you fucking prick!"

I go to walk away, but he grabbed my arm.

"Where do you think you're going bitch!" he yelled, obviously getting angry. I panicked a little remembering the night that ruined my life. "We are not done here!"

I narrowed my eyes, reminding myself that this was't that night. This wasn't him. "I will tell you once. Get. Your. Hand. Off. Of. Me." I yanked my arm again, but he tightened his grip on me.

There was a surge in the crowd and the most handsome man dressed in a suit came through, walking straight toward us. "You heard her, let her go!" He yelled getting up in the creep's business.

"This doesn't concern you man!" the creep yelled, seething.

"Let. Her. Go. I won't ask again." His voice was a dark calm, that had my skin tingling.

Still, the creep had the audacity to reply, "This isn't any of your fucking business, leave us alone!"

The man punched the creep, breaking his nose with a sickening crack and making him cry out in pain. I stood there in awe, a crowd had formed around us. Bianca rushed to my side, pulling me out of the way as the man continued his assault to the creep until he clearly blacked out.

The man turned to me, wiping his hand on a rag provided to him by the man Bianca was dancing with. They looked to be friends from what I could see. "You okay?" he asked.

I could only nod, to awed to say anything still. Somehow, I found my voice and uttered a 'thanks' along with a small smile which returns.

"I'm Dominic, I own this place."

He smirked as he gestured around us at the building. I didn't miss how it made his shirt tighten around his torso, exposing his abs.

"Arianna." A traitorous blush arose on my cheeks and I absolutely hated it.

"Beautiful name for a beautiful woman." He winked and it made my heart flutter in my chest. He took my hand, kissing the back. I had fully expected him to shake it so it surprised me a little. I blushed once again, making a small smirk to appear on his lips. I rarely ever blushed, and it was so annoying that he could make me just by kissing my freaking hand! I internally rolled my eyes at myself.

"Let me buy you a drink." He smiled a little. I hesitated for a second but, eventually, I agreed.

He got me a drink, then we headed out to the dance floor. His hips rolled and grinded along with mine to the beat. His hands roamed along my hips and stomach, never going lower or higher, always through there.

I leaned my head back onto his shoulder as my body rolled. His finger trails down my torso as it rolled to the beat. He groaned and I felt his member grow against my ass.

I was about to let him kiss me when a bang sounded...

"What the fuck was that!?" I yelled in utter confusion.

Dominic tensed up, "Get down!" he yelled, pulling me to the ground. He pulled out a gun and started shooting at the invaders.

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Chapter one is finished! If you have seen this already on 'Chapters' then I hope you like that I put more details in this!

Later!