Novel & Cerita Anya X Damian

Damian said earnestly, "I swear that I haven't done anything like that!" "Even if I trust you, there's no point. You have to convince Anthony." "I know. You have to talk to Anthony for me." "You are his uncle. It's better if you talk to him in private," Xander suggested. "Of course, I would, but if you help me out as well, it would just act like insurance. I appreciate it. I'll buy you drinks next time!" Damian said. Xander listened casually. Damian headed out of the office with a dark expression and proceeded to call Tommy as soon as he returned to his own office. "What is wrong with you? Why didn't you tell me Anne was drugged?"

“ Damian , you can rest at ease . Axel is into girls . Just like me , he loves Antonio as his little sibling . These are bonds that you can never break . You will just have to get used to it . “ said Alex as he took some of Derrick’s peanuts and started to eat . Axel looked at Damian and smiled then extended his hand towards him . “ How about we try to get along from now on , brother-in-law ? “ asked Axel but this time , he wasn’t using his usual joking tone like his brother . He was being sincere and serious . Damian looked at him and smiled then shook his hand . “ Alright , since I can’t get rid of you , I might as well get along with you since you will be marrying Ami . “ said Damian with

Astonishing. "What's his name, this charming young man?" Mama teases, playfully pinching me. "Damon," "Damon? Sexy name," "Well . . . you can only imagine," "Mmhm, I really like where this is going. Did you sleep with him yet?" "Mama!"

She entered the small bathroom off the kitchen, shutting the door so loudly that it echoed. Damien stood there frozen for a few seconds before cursing harshly. Instead of following Yonara upstairs, he flopped onto the sofa. His gaze fixed intently on Serena's bedroom door, his hand reaching for a cigar and lighting it. Thick smoke billowed into the air, trying to mask the anxiety churning in his chest. But really, it's not just a feeling of sadness—but rather a burning anger. ***

I whined, smiling nervously. He chuckled, “Yes, I understand. Dorathus is in the dungeon” He said. I sighed in relief as he changed the topic “We will see them tomorrow” Damian said. After he left, I sat on the couch slamming my face “Adrain will think I am a pervert” I groaned. Damian chuckled “This is what normal couples do, it's nothing to be ashamed of” He coaxed. I nodded, remembering why I came here in the first place “Have you thought about Axel?” I asked.

Smith at the head of the table, reading the financial section of the newspaper, and Rachel picking at a bowl of fruit. "Good morning," Damien greeted, his voice calm but subdued. Rachel glanced up, smiling warmly. "Morning, Damien. You look better." Damien offered a small nod as he sat down, pouring himself a cup of coffee. Mr. Smith folded the newspaper and eyed Damien sharply. “You do seem refreshed, but let’s not ignore last night. What happened?” Damien leaned back, a faint smile on his lips. “Oh, nothing serious. I went out with a few friends and maybe had one too many. That’s all.”

I saw the fear in Diane's eyes as she muttered those words, fluttering her eyes as she rested on Xander. Before she could think of any way to escape, Xander gripped her neck tightly, raising her from the floor till her feet were three metres away from the ground. She tried disappearing, but couldn't as the dome restricted any force from outside. There was terror in her eyes as she finally mumbled some pleading words, but that was the last thing Xander was ready to hear. "The demons killed my pack. Everyone of them! How would I know my identity? Who are my parents and do I have siblings? I can't know all that because of you all!!" He thundered and smashed her head forcefully to the ground.

The three adults sat together against the curved wall, breathing heavily, bodies covered in cuts and bruises. Kael broke the silence first. “I almost lost control back there. If Liora hadn’t called me back…” Serena leaned her head on his shoulder. “We all almost broke.” Damien was unusually quiet, staring at the floor with distant crimson eyes. Serena noticed. She reached out and took his hand. “What is it?” Damien hesitated, then spoke softly. “Seeing Viktor’s echo… even twisted, it brought everything back.” Damien’s Shadowed Past

Before I could react, the door was yanked open. I stumbled forward, my knees weak, my heart lodged in my throat. Damian stood there, pants still undone, his cock still hard and glistening in the light. He didn’t bother covering up. He just smiled slowly, knowing and dangerously predatory. “So,” he said casually, like we were discussing the weather, “you’re the one who writes smuts huh?” His smile widened. “I’m a fan.”

Xavi barked, aggressively slamming his controller down onto the couch cushion. He paused the game and leveled a dark, alcohol-fueled glare right in my direction. "What the hell, Zee? I just lost the entire match because your giant ass finally decided to walk through the door." I didn't bother answering him right away, mostly because my attention was instantly pulled toward the far corner of the room. Damian was at it again. He was sprawled completely out in the oversized armchair, entirely bare-chested and barefoot, currently in the middle of a heavy, half-naked make-out session with some random chick.