Dominic the Lionhearted

"How do I look, Mommy?" Mona asked Amel with a flirtatious expression as she puckered her lips to look sexier.

"Very pretty," Amel's mommy replied, spewing white smoke from her mouth.

Mami Amel traced every inch of Mona's sexy body wrapped in a red spaghetti strap mini dress. She smiled faintly, proud of one of her subordinates who had become a prima donna under her care.

"Is Mona ready, Mommy?" one of Amel's men asked from behind the door.

"Say we're ready," Amel replied loudly.

Mona, hearing this, hurried to finish her makeup. Her heart burst with excitement. To serve Master Dominik was her dream.

"If I had known earlier who Dominik was, I wouldn't have wanted to serve Mr. Bastian," Mona said to Amel's mom.

Mona hurried to grab a clutch in the same color as her minidress. Red, which some people consider a sexy shade.

The woman with the straight, waist-length hair started to leave her room, accompanied by Mami Amel.

Mona knew Dominik's figure from a business magazine that showed the handsome face of a young German businessman.

Not only was he handsome, but Dominik was also a businessman known for his cold hands. He would turn around companies that were on the verge of bankruptcy.

"I'm ready to go to Mr. Dominik," Mona told two black-suited bodyguards standing before a luxury car.

Before opening the car door, the two bodyguards looked at each other. Maybe they were surprised that it was a different woman than last night.

Without saying anything, one went to the steering wheel while the other opened the door for Mona.

"Remember, you have to satisfy Mr. Dominik so that he will always look for me!" Amel ordered.

"Don't worry, I'll keep Mr. Dominik awake until tomorrow morning," Mona said flirtatiously as she got into the car.

Meanwhile, in the warehouse.

"Let me go, I don't want to serve anyone!" Adine slumped to the floor as one of Mami Amel's burly henchmen pulled at the woman's hand until Adine was dragged out.

"Drag her and force her!" Mami Amel ordered two of her men.

"Let go, you demons!" cursed Adine.

One of Mami Amel's burly ticks with scratches on his face pulled Adine to her feet.

She struggled until her hair was a mess. But her strength was no match for the man.

Mami Amel stepped closer. She looked down at Adine's messy face. Then, there was the sound of a slap, hard enough to bruise the woman's face.

"If you continue to rebel, I will torture you for the rest of your life!"

Another heartbreaking moan came from Adine's mouth as Mama Amel forcefully pulled her thick hair into a mess.

"Then what do you want me to do, asshole!" Adine glared at Amel's mom.

The remains of tears were visible on her face, but she didn't want to show weakness in front of the cruel pimp.

"Especially when you don't serve rich men! You don't have to be a hypocrite! Your body is already dirty, didn't you enjoy a night with Dominik last night? Huh!" Adine's gaze was disgusted at the cruel grin on the fat woman's mouth.

It was hot. Arah's chest rumbled. She wanted to spit in Amel's face. But she was tired of fighting like this. Maybe Adine had something better in mind.

***

A room in one of the capital's five-star hotels.

A man in a white shirt and formal black pants enjoyed a glass of red wine while sitting in an authoritative pose on a sofa.

He occasionally shook the glass of red wine, which was only a quarter full, and then took a sip.

She glanced at the cell phone on the small table next to her. Then he scrolled through the screen and pressed the speed dial button.

"Do you have the woman I want?" asked Dominik.

["We're on our way, sir."]

"I've been waiting!" said Dominik in a cold tone.

["We'll try to get there as soon as possible, sir."]

After that, Dominik ended the call unilaterally. He returned to his work, pouring red wine until the glass was empty.

Moments later, there was the sound of a doorknob being turned. Dominik stared straight ahead, waiting for the person he was waiting for.

Dominik frowned in disbelief. The long legs wrapped in red high heels looked so sexy. The caramel-colored gaze of the handsome man with the firm jaw looked up and fell on the top of the face.

A beautiful woman with a perfect oval face stared at Dominik with admiration.

There was no reaction from Dominik; he was still shaking the footed glass filled with red wine.

Mona shuddered suddenly; Aslan's look implied something unfriendly, like his name, Aslan, which means lion.

The man sitting on the sofa with the glass of red wine had a cold face. Dominik still tried to suppress his emotions. The woman who came into his room was not the one he wanted.

"Good evening, Mr. Dominik." Mona tried to break the ice with her seductive voice.

Ass a woman who has been around the nightlife, she has experience serving men.

Mona's footsteps approached Dominik, casually placing the clutch on the small table beside the man.

The cold man didn't look at Mona at all. Only occasionally, he glanced at Mona's thighs, which were as white as porcelain.

There was no denying that he was a little tickled as an ordinary man. Besides, Mona circled the table and stood right behind him.

"Does Master want it now?" Mona leaned slightly over the back of the sofa and whispered into Dominik's ear.

Meanwhile, Mona's slender, red-painted hands began to reach down to Dominik's broad chest. She stroked it gently in a circular motion.

"Do you want it now?" Dominik asked coldly. His excitement had completely evaporated tonight, replaced by a rumbling chest.

"We can do it now, master." Mona whispered again, this time in a tone that could make any man fall into the arms of a woman of the night like Mona.

Fingers with red painted nails began to move. They touched and began to unbutton Dominik's shirt one by one.

Unable to take it anymore, Dominik immediately pulled Mona's hand roughly.

"Cheeky!" With a quick movement, Dominik pulled Mona forward until she staggered.

The woman gasped, her expression instantly turning pale. Pale as if she had been drained of blood. Dominik stood up quickly. He stared at Mona with a gaze as cold as an iceberg in Antarctica.

"I don't want you!" Dominik snapped at Mona. "I want the girl from last night that Amel sent me!"

Mona cringed at Dominik's voice, which thundered in her ears.

"Ta-but, master. I can satisfy you better tonight," Mona stammered.

"Shut up," Dominik snapped at Mona. "It turns out that you really want to trick me, I won't keep quiet this time!"

Dominik reached for his cell phone and dialed who knows what. There was even an angry tone in the man's voice. After a few minutes, two bodyguards immediately opened the door to the room.

"Get this shameless bitch out of here!" Dominik ordered the two bodyguards who had reacted so quickly.

"Mr. Dominik, I promise that I will satisfy you tonight." Mona seemed to beg.

Dominik ignored Mona's various excuses with his cold gaze.

Even Dominik's two bodyguards quickly pulled Mona, who did not want to leave, out of the room.

"Hurry up and leave!" Dominik ordered with a cold tone.

"Sir, I will satisfy you. Let me prove it myself." Mona was still babbling incoherently. Two bodyguards were still dragging her out.

"Willy! Give this woman back to Amel! And you, Richie, prepare a car for me! I want to settle up with the person who likes to play with me!" Dominik clenched his hands together until his knuckles were visible.