Dominic stood in the center of the living room of a luxurious Villa, his hands in his pockets, lazily looking around with his characteristic confident smile on his face. He was dressed as lavishly as ever: a suit by a top designer, custom-made leather shoes on his feet that looked incredibly expensive, exuding an air of luxury.
"So, Mr. Dominic, this Villa is the trendiest luxury home in New York," the real estate agent Marisa said, introducing it enthusiastically while keeping her eyes fixed on Dominic, clearly very interested in his muscular physique and expensive attire. She giggled, her voice sweet and syrupy, "The bedrooms here are very spacious... You can place any furniture you want, and even—" She paused deliberately, her gaze ambiguously sweeping over Dominic's body, "do some private 'entertainment activities'."
Dominic raised an eyebrow, hearing the hidden meaning in her words, and a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He lightly patted his suit jacket and said innocently, "Oh, really? Private entertainment activities? I guess... you're talking about more than just the gym, right?"
Marisa smiled even more seductively, leaning slightly forward, deliberately displaying her "assets," and lightly stroking her long hair with one hand, her voice becoming increasingly low, "Of course, the Villa's basement can be completely converted into a private gym, or... other more exciting places. You know, Mr. Dominic, a man like you certainly needs a place to 'relax'."
Dominic crossed his arms over his chest, his eyes filled with obvious teasing and sarcasm, "Oh, I've never heard of a 'gym' having so many uses. It seems my understanding of fitness is still limited to lifting weights and treadmills."
Marisa smiled and took a step closer, her eyes ambiguously scanning Dominic's entire body, her tone becoming more and more alluring, "You know, Dominic, a man as charming as you, paired with a Villa like this, is simply a match made in heaven. I can give you some 'professional' advice to make you feel the most comfortable living experience. Believe me, this Villa will definitely not disappoint you, and of course, neither will I."
Dominic couldn't help but laugh out loud. He shrugged, mimicking the exaggerated tone of an American comedy, "Wow, Marisa, your sales pitch is really direct. It seems 'real estate services' have entered a whole new era of 'customization'. I thought I was just buying a house, but I didn't expect to be able to 'buy' other services as well."
Marisa's eyes lit up, clearly thinking she had successfully captured Dominic's interest, and her smile became even more charming, "Dominic, whatever kind of service you want, I can provide. As long as you're willing, this Villa will be your 'private playground'."
Dominic raised his eyebrows slightly, and a playful smile curled at the corner of his mouth, "Oh? Private playground? Sounds good. But I have to confirm first... are there any restrictions on this 'private playground'? I like a free-spirited life."
Marisa blinked seductively, her voice sweet and syrupy, "There are no restrictions. As long as you're willing, everything can be... customized... to your liking."
Dominic lightly snapped his fingers, his tone full of teasing, "Okay, Marisa, you've successfully piqued my 'interest'. However, the Villa is indeed nice, but—" He paused deliberately, a mischievous smile on his face, "You know, I'm more interested in its bulletproof walls and basement space. If I suddenly need to throw a party, or... 'train' some disobedient people, I need some 'special equipment', right?"
Marisa was slightly taken aback, clearly not expecting Dominic to be so "direct," but she quickly recovered her smile and chuckled softly, "Of course, Dominic, your needs can definitely be met."
Dominic nodded with a mischievous smile, putting on an innocent look, "Wow, it seems I've found a perfect house. But—I have to confirm first, when I buy this house, do I also get your 'personal service' included? I don't want to 'enjoy' too much alone."
Marisa's smile became even brighter, her voice full of temptation, "As long as you want, I can 'serve' you anytime."
Dominic shrugged slightly, spreading his hands, "Oh, then I'll have to think about it carefully, after all, a man like me always has to make the best allocation of my 'resources'."
Dominic was immersed in the process of "conquering" Marisa, his expression still full of confidence, his movements relaxed and skilled. Just then, his phone in his pocket suddenly rang, and the screen clearly showed the name Tony Stark. His eyes changed slightly, and he smiled with a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth.
"What a good time you picked, Tony," he muttered to himself, with a hint of teasing and a casual tone, as if answering the phone was just another form of "entertainment activity" for him.
Dominic put one arm around Marisa's waist and lightly picked up the phone with the other hand, pressing the answer button. Tony's slightly hurried voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hey, Dominic, sorry to bother you. But, Nick Fury wants to meet with both of us, you know, about that 'big plan'..."
Dominic's eyebrows raised when he heard Tony's voice, and a playful smile appeared on his face. He lightly took a breath and responded lazily, "Tony, I'm busy with 'important things' right now... Can you not interrupt this pleasant moment? You said Nick wants to meet with both of us? Heh... It seems he's really 'thinking of me'."
Tony clearly didn't realize that Dominic's "activity" was in progress, and he continued, "Yes, man, Nick wants us to meet and talk about the 'Avengers Initiative' or something. What do you think? If it's convenient, I can pick you up right away."
Dominic chuckled lightly, glanced at Marisa who was breathing heavily beneath him, and shrugged his shoulders in a feigned helpless manner, saying in a teasing tone, "Oh, Tony, I'm really 'stuck' right now, I really can't get away. How about you guys talk first? After I finish this 'war', I'll see if I want to join your 'Avengers party'."
Tony's tone was full of confusion, "What are you busy with? What war? Don't tell me you're up to something again."
Dominic responded with a mischievous smile, "Wow, Tony, you really don't understand me. The war I'm talking about isn't some ordinary fight... it's a more 'intimate' battle."
Tony realized something was wrong at this point, and his tone instantly became playful, "Wait, are you... Man, I can't believe you can still 'do things' while on the phone. It seems you really are a superhero, not inferior in this aspect either."
Dominic laughed more freely, with a hint of mockery and self-satisfaction, "You know, Tony, I'm top-notch in all fields, and 'multitasking' is not difficult. As for Nick Fury's matter... I'll consider it, but first, let me 'resolve' the matter at hand."
Tony sighed helplessly, but was clearly amused, "Okay, you do your thing. Call me when you 'win this battle'."
Dominic hung up the phone, smiling somewhat smugly, and turned to look at Marisa, lightly raising an eyebrow, "See, even Iron Man knows how great I am. Alright, baby, let's continue to 'conquer the World'."
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