Novel & Cerita Anya X Damian

They were up to something. The silence broke again when footsteps sounded on the stairs. Dami appeared at the top landing, dressed casually but effortlessly stunning in tight jeans, a loose white shirt tucked in, her hair falling freely down her shoulders. For a second, the whole room stilled. Rhea raised a curious brow. “You’re not going to work?” “I am,” Dami said. “but I won’t stay long. I have a date with Doman later.” The air shifted immediately. Alexa groaned. Rhea rolled her eyes. Sophia did the same. I said nothing.

Amelia asks as she felt the intense gaze of Damian. Damian leans back and stared at the kids who were playing at the playground in front of the bench that they were sitting in. "I like dates...in bed," he said with a huge confident smirk on his manly face while looking at Amelia. Amelia's eyes instantly widened at Damian's answer. Her whole face as well as her ears and neck flushed red from embarrassment. Damian chuckled sweetly at Amelia's reaction to his answer. "H-huh?" Amelia said while stuttering. "I was just joking," He said with a mix of laughter in his deep voice. "Hmm. Let's see...I enjoy going on cruise ships or picnics" Damian said while smiling, now answering Amelia's question se

He should be singing lullabies to Serena’s unborn child instead. Damian assumed the call was probably from some relative. He picked up the files he needed and turned to leave, not even glancing back. “There’s some family business I need to deal with. I’ll come see you tomorrow.” However, Damian never showed up the next day, the day after, or the day after that. Instead, I kept receiving video after video from the family members who thrived on gossip, each one showing Damian and Serena together. It was as though he was trying to provoke me. He was taking her to every elite social event he could.

I grunted and stood up abruptly, forcing Neymar to let go, his eyes were hot and sweaty and I weirdly craved a taste. “I'm sorry” “It's okay, just know I won't stop trying” He said and moved into the bathroom and returned shortly,his bulge still engorged in the tiny fabric of his pants. Immediately after I got outside, I pulled my phone out of my pocket and scrolled through the internet, and just as I suspected, this is far beyond my imagination. Damian's video is flying with mixed reactions from users, he's indeed the lord of controversy, why have I got entangled in this mess?

“I like him. He likes me. And yeah, it’s new, and yeah, it’s fast, but it’s real. He’s been good to me. Really good, Damie.” Agnes chose that exact moment to pipe up from the couch, legs kicked up, popcorn bowl somehow already in her lap (where the hell did she even get popcorn?). “Ohhh shit. This is better than reality TV. Big bro energy activated. Ten bucks says Damien throws the first punch in three… two…” Jace snorted. “I’m taking the under. Damien’s too classy for fists. He’ll just stare Jaxon to death.” I ignored them. My focus was locked on Jaxon.

Damien will really do everything he wants. After almost 30 minutes, Damien sat on the couch across from me. He grabbed the remote and changed the movie. "Damien, I'm watching!" He looked at me with a creased forehead. "What are you? A highschooler? You shouldn't watch too much drama." "What should I watch, then?" He smirked. "I prefer you watch erotic movies. So you'd learn many techniques." My cheeks heated even without my permission. "I hate you!" "No, you don't." He shook his head and combed his hair using his fingers. "If you hate me that much you won't let me in."

Shame and guilt. Damian wasn't going to go to Brylski's room, he wanted to talk to him through the balcony, so he put his phone down on the night table. When he returned to his room after the intoxicating moments, he reflexively checked his phone and saw that someone had tried to contact him. And it wasn't anyone. It was Justyna, his fiancée! Damian, the biggest moron and scoundrel in the world, had a fiancée and slept with a guy! And not once, but twice in one night!

I admit to being hopeless with names. She dragged her gaze from the view, those green eyes direct. ‘When and where what?’ Damian, who hated mysteries and considered tact a quality devoid of reward, was blunt. ‘Where and when did we have sex? I’m sure it was amazing but you’re going to have to remind me of the details.’ She made a sound in her throat. ‘I haven’t had sex with you!’ ‘Are you sure?’ Green eyes stared back at him. ‘If rumour is correct, Mr Andino, sex with you is a memorable experience. Is it something I’m likely to have forgotten?’

The Queen turned to the King, her mouth opening to argue, but his raised hand silenced her. Damien’s shadow fell over me as he crouched slightly, his voice low enough for only me to hear. “Don’t look, little flame,” he murmured, the words gentle despite the tension in his tone. “You don’t need to see this.” The trapdoors fell with a sickening thud. My father, my mother, my brother—gone. A scream tore from my throat, raw and uncontrollable. I collapsed to the ground, my legs giving out beneath me. I didn’t need to see it; the sound alone was enough to shatter what was left of my heart.

You always knew how to get through to other people, how do l do it? I don’t want mom to fight alone I want to be there for her. Among the three of us I think your dad is dealing with all this a bit better. He started seeing Lydia a few weeks ago and I must say he is coping well. Enough of the pity party, I have someone I like. I might bring him soon to see you. His name is Treadway and I have a strong feeling that you guys would have been best buddies. I love you Jeremy, I love you so much and I will always do.