The Dominator: a dark mafia romance

A dark mafia romance. Dark themes/elements. Erotic romance.

Tia is totally smitten with the guy who flirted with her in the ice cream parlor on her last day there. The gorgeous man in an expensive suit oozed money, power, confidence, sexuality, and she can’t stop daydreaming about how he flirted and teased and tied a cherry stem into a knot with his tongue suggestively right in front of her.
But, Tia has no idea that while she daydreams about the gorgeous guy, a plot is underfoot. He’s about to tie her whole life up into knots.

As soon as she graduates from school she’ll be delivered to him. He owns her. And he has plans. Carnal plans. Her father owes his father a debt and that debt is to be paid with Tia.

Tommy Ferrano needs to get married to get handed his birthright, a business with ties to organized crime. He has been in no hurry to get married, so his father decided to get creative. His father chose Tia for very specific reasons.

Tia grew up too fast. She lost her Mom due to suicide and has a screw-up for a father. She’s excited about moving to the next chapter of life with plans for after school, plans for life on her own after growing up in foster care. She doesn’t know, yet, that the changes coming don’t remotely resemble what she had in mind.

Tommy Ferrano likes to play games, especially mind games. After Tia is delivered to him and told of her fate she quickly finds this out and learns that she has to obey his rules … or else.

Rule 1: He owns her and wants full control. He wants obedience; he punishes defiance.
Rule 2: She needs to keep her mouth shut and reveal nothing to anyone about him.

He soon reveals Rule #3 to her, and starts revealing his dark, possessive, and depraved sexual side. Tia has to obey him in order to survive. Will it break her or will submission bring about a different kind of freedom?
Ingredients include: profanity, sex, violence, dominating alpha male, blood, pain, love, redemption.

Teasers:
“Fear flickered in her eyes for a beat but she continued to stare up at me, right into my eyes, trying to be brave. I liked it. I liked it a lot. Yeah, I’m a sick fucker. And the only thing scarier than a sick f*cker is a sick fucker with power. If I was going to have to marry to get all the power I’d damn well get as much pleasure as possible from it. Fear and defiance rolled up in one? She was perfect. Maybe that’s why I’d waited so long. This was coming for me. Her.”
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“I know you didn’t choose this but I can’t give you up. I won’t. Don’t ever, ever ask me to. After things settle down I’ll help you have a life you’ll want, but with me, and you have to take all of me. I’ll find you answers about your father, I’ll give you everything your heart wants, everything except freedom from me. Don’t ever ask me for it.”
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“Rough or sweet?” I said into her ear, wanting, for some inexplicable reason, for her to feel in control right now. I looked into her eyes and tried to show her the tenderness I felt for her.
“Rough,” she answered very softly and it made my heart soar. Her giving me control: wanting rough, when she could keep it sweet, when she could keep control of me was such a gift. She was made for me. I gave her a little smile and she must’ve read my mind because she gulped hard and looked like she might’ve wanted to backpedal. That hesitation, the fear in her eyes, it got me hard. So hard. ”

This is a 550+ page novel with no cliffhanger.
Triggers: Dubious & non-consent.Violence.