Novel & Cerita Damian And Anya

Damian swirled his glass, eyes half-lidded, his voice slow, “I’ll always protect her.” My throat closed up. Always protect her. Antonio burst into laughter, clapping Damian on the back. “Hah! Just admit it—you regret marrying Selena, don’t you? Look at you, sitting here like a caged wolf. Bet you wish you had chosen Kourtney instead!” The others roared with laughter, raising their glasses in mock toasts. Damian didn’t deny it. He just drank, staring into his glass, silent. Each second of the video was a knife twisting deeper, stripping me of the last shred of dignity I had left. My stomach lurched, my chest hollow, tears stinging my eyes.

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.

“And I can do whatever the fuck I want in my own club.” Elena tried to look indifferent, but her body betrayed her. Her pussy throbbed. She pressed her thighs together, hoping he wouldn’t notice how flushed she was. Damon brought her closer to the VIP ropes as the music played around them, they shared an electrifying connection through their personal space. “You’ve been teasing me for six months, Elena,” he growled softly. “Your office attire shows off your curves while you bend over my desk. You argue with me because you know it turns me on.”

I look right at my bestie who just realized just how bad losing my temper could be and is gaping at me. “Well it is a good thing you have each other then” Jane says with a smile, completely unaware of just how dangerous we were. ‘Let’s hope you never both lose your temper at the same time.” Ashe is nearly whispering. “What are you, ladies talking about?” Damian smiles , then eyeing Ashe adds “And Ashe.” “We were talking about you, sexy.” I wink at him and he blushes. “Now that is something new!” Dianna laughs. “My niece has figured out how to make Damian blush!”

I couldn't walk in the morning, I had to have a hot bath before I was able to move without a throbbing pain in my ass. "I like you, you're funny," Damian says to Domino who smiles. "Thank you, so I was right in thinking Vin bottoms," Domino smirks and I roll my eyes at him. "You didn't even know until you met Damian, and what if I do top?" I say and Damian laughs. "I'll take his laugh as a no you don't top," Domino says. "I could! I've topped lots of people," I defend. "But you're never going near my ass," Damian says.

However, he was interrupted by the loud slam of his door and an angry Mr Bianchi with black hair and some whites trutted in. “You!” He pointed his index finger at him as he walked towards his table. “You killed my daughter!” He slammed his fists on the table. Dimitri gazed up lazily, as he dropped his pen. At that moment, Mara rushed in panicking. “I'm so sorry Mr Santini, I tried to stop him—” Dimitri waved her off and shifted his gaze back to Mr Bianchi. “I didn't kill my wife.” He said mockingly. “But if I had, would it surprise you?”

"I can't believe that bastard didn't choose her already, he needs to play his numerous games. " Amanda screamed in anger when we got home. I was still reeling the fact that I have come really very close to Alpha king Damien and I wasn't even thinking of killing him the entire time only fucking him. My insides squish at the memory of our encounter. Killing Alpha Damien would be hard and I didn't need to let my doubts out because Amanda is already spiting fire.

"Just please, please tell me that this is nothing but a cruel joke you're playing on me… Just tell me it's a joke! I'll give you every penny I have! "Natalie Underwood!" Damian wouldn't stop screaming her name. In the past, he absolutely hated her for being such a materialistic person; now, he was begging for everything to be nothing but a cruel joke instead—maybe another one of her underhanded ways to extort more money from him, or something. He wanted to believe that Natalie would come back to him with a wide grin on her face after he'd agreed to give her everything he had. However, no matter how much he screamed and cried for her, Damian didn't get any reply from Natalie.

Dario had to follow Damian. He knew what Damian had to tell him, but Dario decided to wait. When they were alone, Damian let go of Dario. They faced each other and stared at each other. "You want to make me suffer?" Damian spoke as he gave Dario a sharp look. "Why, are you talking about Nadlyn?" asked Dario who gave Damian a sharp look back. "I don't want to mention her name, but you know what I mean," Damian said, causing Dario to snigger.

Little blondie bitch must have been stunned because she just came hobbling out on her 8 inch heals yelling incoherently. "Friend of yours?" I ask Damian and he just smirks as he drives off. Yea, I didn't think they were together. Looks like I made my first enemy here.