Damian And Jon Novels & Stories

One on each side. Damian. Gabriel.

Damian, are you even listening to me?’ Damian turned his gaze from the window of his Athens office to his lawyer, Nico. ‘Pardon?’ ‘Have you heard a word I’ve been saying? I’ve been telling you that Baxter has agreed to all our terms. We’ve been working on this deal for over a year. We should celebrate.’ Damian didn’t feel like celebrating. He listened to his friend offer profuse congratulations, his mind preoccupied with Sophia. What the hell had possessed him to sleep with someone as inexperienced as her?

he exclaimed in annoyance. "Very!" Damian said deliberately while chuckling. Rendi gritted his teeth as he looked at Damian again. "Oh, yeah?" said Rendi again while holding back his jealousy. "Are you one of her boyfriends!" he exclaimed with a sardonic look. "Unfortunately, I never got the chance," Damian said with a chuckle. It was obvious that Rendi was jealous of him! Rendi breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. "Then do you know his young lover too?" asked Rendi, quickly deciding to trust Damian's words and make Damian his ally.

“Between us, who exactly is the normal one?” Laughter drifted softly through the air, blending with the presence of several women dressed in delicate, revealing lingerie that added a subtle undercurrent of sensuality to the atmosphere. “Haha… don’t you like what you see? Come, let’s sit,” Damian said. When they reached the couch, Calvin’s gaze suddenly locked onto Anthony. Surprise flickered faintly across his sharp features, quickly buried beneath composure. “Calvin and Simon, this is Anthony and Anderson—my high school friends. And these are Owen and Jake, my childhood buddies. These two here are my university brothers,” Damian introduced.

The ripple of doubt, confusion, and disbelief ran across the rows of gathered leaders and observers. One of the Elders, Elder Verran, narrowed his gaze. “The photos were verified through multiple sources. Do not insult this council with further lies.” Diana’s face twisted. She turned to Damien, voice softening. “You know me. You know I love you. I was just trying to protect what we could have—what we were meant to be.” I looked between the two of them, wondering how Damien would reply. “I never love you,” Damien replied, voice flat.

Jason stood straight, showing off his height. “You’re going to want to not do that.” Damian threatened dangerously. “Both you of you chill out! Jason, this is Damian. He is Dax’s brother. Damian, this is my cousin Jason.” “Whatever, Sarah, I need you now!” Jason kept his back straight but pleaded with me.

"Damien Moretti and Lady Natalia St Dumas." The applause that followed drowned my confusion as the spotlight flashed on Damien and his so called business partner.

“How long has it been since we saw and talked with each other? Quite long since you’ve been kept pretty busy these past few years.” Maxwell Cameron. His good friend. His mentor. Damian was his protégé. “You called for me, sir?” Turning at the sound of his voice, Damian returned to his desk and waited until Frederick Johnson, his other secretary occupied one chair. Taking his own seat, Damian reached for the folder that contains the articles about Cameron’s young widow.

"He works with me." A hand settled on the small of my back. Warm. Possessive. I didn't flinch. Damian Kael stepped out of the shadows, all sharp grins and gold cufflinks. He was taller than Julian, younger, and infinitely more dangerous. His eyes flickered to Julian with amusement. "Thorne," Damian said. "I believe my partner just outbid you. Unless you'd like to raise the stakes?" Julian looked between us, his jaw clenching. "What is this? You two are—"

Jo wasn’t angry with Nicko anymore, but when things like this were talked about, she would blush, like a young girl who had just been greeted by a boy she liked. “Jo… what are you doing with this guy? Have you forgotten what he just did? He’s already betrayed you with another woman, Jo!” Damian exclaimed in a lofty tone. After all, she wanted her cousin to divorce her useless husband. Actually, Damian had nothing to do with his cousin’s domestic life. They had never troubled Damian financially at all as long as their marriage, but for the sake of the title of savior of a large family and a sports car, Damian will do this.