Novel & Cerita Batman Fanfiction Damian Abandoned

🔥 **Chapter 61: Old Friend, New Doubts** The weight of Ryan’s words settled over the medical suite like a shroud. *Damian wants her taken alive. He plans to make you watch while he breaks her.* My stomach churned. Lucian’s grip on my hand became iron, his recovering body radiating pure, lethal fury despite the lingering weakness from the poison.

Trying not to wonder why his promise sounded so much like a goodbye. Outside, somewhere in the darkness, a phone vibrated. Damian's expression changed instantly. The warmth vanished. Replaced by something cold. Dangerous. He pulled away and glanced at the screen. A message. Only one line. It's happening. My stomach dropped. "Who is it?" His phone disappeared into his pocket. "No one." Another lie. I could feel it. But before I could question him, he kissed my forehead. Then my lips. Slowly. Tenderly.

DAMIEN’S P.O.V “Of course you want the short version. Fine. There’s a safe house. Third floor of an abandoned tenement on Via Calder. Apartment 12B. Locked up tight, guards rotate every hour. If you want her, you’ll need my help getting in.” He paused, letting the silence crawl into my guts “And help costs, Damien.” Skylo’s eyes narrowed. He muttered under his breath, his Italian accent slipping out like a hiss. “Boss, Non fidarti. Don’t trust him.“

she snapped. "Yes o! If you have anything to say, you can say it right here," Charity added. Bright sighed deeply. "Damian, I’m here to apologize to you. Please, I know I’ve wronged you in so many ways, but I’m tired of this hostility for no reason. I want to make peace with you. Please, bro." His head remained down as he spoke. He couldn’t even look me in the eye. I couldn't believe I was falling for this act.

“But sir, do you think you and Arya can be… married couples? She still doesn’t know who you are.” Sir Damien stopped in front of the door, his hands already on the door knob. “But I know who she is. My first love. Stop the questions. She’s not home now. Go yourself, get your young master a wife.” As he walked out, his driver, standing outside the Lamborghini pushed the honk button then bowed. “Sir Damien, where do you want to be?” “At Northern Eclipse university.” He sighed, getting in. He saw the Butler leave the room and wave, as his Lamborghini dashed out of the compound.

"Stop!" Damian showed me his crooked smile, I knew he wanted something, so he came into my room. "What do you want?" I asked in a quiet voice. "My mum must have turned this barn into a nice room for you, right?" I nodded slowly. "Did you really tell my mum that you were my mate?" asked Damian, looking at me sharply. "I didn't." I told him firmly, although there was a hint of fear in the tone of my voice, but I really didn't.

His eyes scanned through the screen for about two minutes. Damien patted my head as I hugged and leaned on his groin. "She took her own life babe. You don't need to beat yourself up about it” Damien comforted me. He scrolled out of the news feed before returning the laptop to me. " You don't need to think about it ok? “ He kissed my cheeks. He was about leaving when I stopped him again. " Damien, how is Yu? “ I asked, softly. Damien sighed and turned to me,"He is still at the hospital and he is getting better. We will be having him soon” he responded.

She left there in a huff it was time to eliminate Jane maybe eliminating Sophia in the process Jane entered her room still fuming and went straight to her walk in closet, she opened one of the drawer and which was containing Jewelries, she remove the jewelries and picked a pin like diamond from the jewelries then used it to punched a tiny hole inside the jewelries drawer, she raised the lid and inside it was containing a laptop and a burner phone, she picked the phone and dialed the only number stored in the phone which she stored as one, the line ringed ones and the person picked not saying anything “we have an opening next week” From the other end of the phone the person smiled “perfect l

At the boy who had been so terrified of abandonment that he chose hatred over hope. He closed the diary. Set it on the shelf. Turned to face Sebastian. "I'm not leaving," Damian said. "Not because you made me hate you. Not because you made a blood oath. Because I'm choosing to stay." Sebastian's breath caught. "But if you ever try to push me away again—if you ever use hatred as a weapon to keep me close—I'm gone. Do you understand?" Sebastian nodded. A tear slipped down his cheek. Damian wiped it away with his thumb. "Good," Damian said. "Now help me find my other sock."

“How?” He glanced at me, eyes dark. “By finding the one person who started this.” “Julian.” He nodded. “And making him tell the world the truth.” We drove for hours, through back roads and empty highways. The world outside blurred into darkness. Finally, Damien pulled into an abandoned warehouse at the edge of town. “This used to be one of my father’s old shipment sites,” he said. “Nobody comes here anymore.” I got out, slamming the door. “So what now?”