Novel & Cerita 1864 Damon Salvatore

Losing his temper, he clutches her hair in his fist, making her look at him. "What are you doing, Aaron?" Martin stopped Aaron from entering the room. "Martin?"Aaron and Samantha said in unison. Then both of them look at each other, giving a 'how do you know him' look. "Martin, what are you doing here and Where is the Damon?" "Arghh! I am telling you to just stay away from this Salvatore. He's not a human, he's a monster, and he kidnapped me. You first call the police to get this bastard arrested.

An elderly man right beside Alexia speaks first and it moves on till it reaches him, he looks Alexia up and down and he smirks and says, “We met this morning, it’s like destiny, or should I say fate? I should have introduced myself then, but it skipped me because I couldn’t think straight when I saw you.” Alexia smiles in his direction and nods her head. She wipes her palms slowly in her trousers so, it isn’t obvious that she is nervous. The young man continues when she doesn’t say a thing, “My name is Damon Salvatore. The CEO of Salvatore Gold company.” Alexia replies to him, with a blank expression,

Diego repeated sharply. Salvatore nodded once. "He killed himself before interrogation." My chest tightened instantly. This was bigger than one escaped prisoner. Much bigger. Salvatore walked toward the bar silently before pouring himself whiskey with steady hands. Too steady. That frightened me more. "Dante?" Diego asked quietly. "No." Both of us looked toward him immediately. Salvatore drank slowly before speaking again. "This doesn't feel like Dante." The statement landed heavily. Because if someone like Salvatore Romano felt uncertain, everyone should be terrified.

I cleared my throat, and wrapping my arm around Aurora, I smiled at the woman. “I am Dante D’Angelo” I said introducing myself. “Natalie Brooke” she said, nodding at me. I looked down at Aurora and kissed her temple, smirking when I caught sight of the woman who had her eyes on us. “I’ll be leaving you alone with the ladies, yeah?” I whispered to her, noticing that a few women were approaching. “Alright, just try staying away from trouble, okay?” She asked, looking me in the eye. I nodded and motioned for Leonardo to come and follow me, and understanding where I was going, Leonardo gulped down his scotch before walking toward the lounge where our fathers were sitting.

It was rumoured that he destroyed a whole ship pavement only with a single flick of wires. "Mr Morris..." Samuel shook hands with him as Micah motioned for them to sit on the couch. "Mr Salvatore will be here in-" "Samuel! Where's that friend of yours?" Samuel jumped as a voice thundered in the whole room. Silvio took long and confident strides as Dante followed behind him. Samuel was still unsure how Silvio agree to help them. "Mr Salvatore," Samuel greeted as Olivia looked at the tall and muscular man in awe. She had never seen this beautiful and dangerous man at the same time. She didn't know whether looking at him was making her sweat or the dangerous aura that he surrounded her was.

For us. "You listen to me, you son of a bitch," Damian snarled, his voice laced with fury. "I will find you. And I will make you pay. I will tear you apart piece by piece." "I'd like to see you try," Adrian said, unfazed. "But first, you're going to do something for me. You're going to sign over Salvatore Corp to me. All of it. And in exchange, I might... and I mean might... let her live. The baby on the other hand… let’s hope we are in a good mood when it's all over. If you try to contact the police. Or if you try to be a hero. She dies. Slowly. And you will listen to it all. Do we have a deal?"

Standing at the edge of the circle was a figure he recognized all too well, Draven, the Abyss’s most loyal servant. “You thought you could escape the Abyss so easily?” Draven sneered, his voice dripping with malice. “Fools. The darkness isn’t something you can destroy. It’s eternal. And now, I will see to it that you never get the chance to resist it again.” Ethan's blood ran cold as Draven raised his hand, dim energy crackling at his fingertips. Selene battled to rise, but she was frail as well, her strength almost exhausted. “Ethan… don’t let him stop you!” Selene cried out, desperation in her voice.

He twisted my head to the side, his thumb rubbing brutally against my collarbone. “Damian!” Father yelled but he didn’t relent. The friction wiped away the makeup completely, exposing the dark, unmistakable hickeys Christian had left just an hour ago. Damian shoved me away hard and my head snapped back. He stood up, his chair screeching violently against the floor. "What is the meaning of this, Salvatore?!" Damian’s voice was a lethal hiss. My father froze, his cigar hovering inches from his lips. "Damian, what are you—"

‘It is,’ Lochlan replied with a curt nod. Damon carried our luggage inside. ‘Boss, why don’t you rest this afternoon? I’ll go and see if Mr Saltzman’s party has surfaced. Once they are awake, Danny and I can take everyone on a proper tour of the resort.’ ‘Make the arrangements,’ Lochlan said, his tone dismissive. I gave Damon my most professional smile. ‘Mr Salvatore, just contact me once everything is coordinated.’ ‘Please, call me Damon,’ he said, flashing me a brilliantly white, toothy grin. ‘Of course.’

Salvatore decided he liked the wide-eyed look in the ever so confident face of Aryan Vallar. Salvatore wanted to take him. He really did. He wanted to see Aryan impaled on his cock moaning for more, spreading his legs wider as he threw his head back. But this was Aryan Vallar. He sighed as he got up and walked out without looking back.