Novel & Cerita Damian Cowper

Damian jumped up, pointed at me, and said, "Uma! There's a woman in your closet!" Uma knocked Damian's head and said, "Be quiet! Knucklehead! Do you want those soldiers to come back?!" "Ouch! It hurts!" Damian covered his crewcut head and dodged. He was surprisingly agile. Is he a boxing fighter? I thought to myself. Uma stroked Damian's head and said, "Don't act like a spoiled child to me. You've got punched in the fight club all the time." Damian turned his head toward me and said, "My name is Damian Pedersen and I'm Milo's cousin. Are you the lady who attacked Alpha Dire?"

Cody kept pacing up and down her office, after what happened with Damian she Immediately left that place but the incident kept lingering in her mind, she couldn't believe he would stand up for her like that and still cheat on her, it was like he was a different person all together Just then her phone beeped and it was a message from Amy asking her to switch on her television which she quickly did, Damian was having an Interview. " How does it feel to be back home and playing for the national championship with your teammates?" This was the first question they asked him,the interviewer looked gentle and happy to be the one interviewing him. " It feels good to be back, just a few things to put

He was a man who had an intention - no beating around the bush and it was a breath of fresh air. I smirked. "I was yours the minute I laid my eyes on you. Name." I am a twenty two year old woman acting like a horny teenager. The strangers' lips tilted up in a small smile and he bit his lower lip, humour dancing around in his brown eyes. "Dominic." I picked up my clutch and placed a few notes underneath the empty glass. I stood up, raising to the same height as him even though he was still sitting. He was watching me intently as I walked behind him and leaned forward until my lips were just barely grazing his ear.

He flashed a polite smile at the onlookers before leaning closer to me, his gray eyes glinting with curiosity. “You know Damian?” The pieces finally clicked. The way the guards bowed to him. The way he spoke in authority. The name written in bold on the files. The elevator incident. Damian Cole. The CEO of Cole Enterprises. I gasped, my spoon clattering against the plate. “Oh my God… I’ve been living with him, Liam’s boss.”

And Damian… Damian is a Lycan blooded Alpha. Even if I tried to fight, I wouldn’t last one second. But still, my eyes flick toward the heavy lamp. The corner table. The chair leg. I run through every weapon I could use—every opening I might find. But the answers are all the same. He’s stronger and he will win. The mattress creaks as I sit, bones stiff with dread. I stare at the floor, the lingerie clinging to my damp skin, praying for some miracle, some divine intervention—

Tom turned around to show off. “Sexy!” Avery exclaimed. “And who's this cute guy?” Tom pointed at Damian. “Your boyfriend?” “What?” Avery widened her eyes. “No! He's my—” she stared at Damian, not sure about what to say. “My best friend?” Damian raised an eyebrow. “You don't look so sure.” “I'm Damian Foster,” Damian shook Tom's hand. “Thomas Peterson, but you can call me Tom.” the model smiled. “I hope he was good to you, Ave.”

He read: "Saw him today. The junior tournament. Number 17. Rebels. He scored twice. I couldn't stop staring." Sebastian's brow furrowed. "I asked around. His name is Damian Volkov. He's from the same city as me. He plays with a chip on his shoulder, like he's trying to prove something. I want to know what." Damian turned the page. "Day 47. We played the Rebels again. I checked him into the boards. He got up and smiled at the ref. I wanted to kill the ref." Sebastian's mouth twitched. Almost a smile.

Damian had used every piece of dirt Alex had uncovered, every hidden liability, every Cayman shell company, and turned it into leverage that made the other side fold like cheap paper. Damian raised his glass to the room, voice smooth and commanding. “To the team that made this happen. Especially to Alex Rivera, who saw what no one else did.” A polite round of applause followed. Alex forced a smile and clinked glasses with the people around him, but his eyes kept sliding to Damian. The man looked like a king who had just conquered another kingdom. Charcoal suit perfectly tailored, tie loosened just enough to show the strong line of his throat, dark eyes bright with victory. And under the tabl

Damian rose and walked towards him with a smile curving his lips. “I checked your numbers Costa.” Damian abruptly said as he sauntered towards him “7 locations across 5 states, each with the capacity of bringing in a minimum of 5 million dollars every month—yet they aren't, So since I'm a trusting man I thought maybe customers have dropped but nope that wasn't it, so if customers are still flooding in and nothing has interrupted the flow of income, why are your numbers so low.”

Damian couldn't sit and wait for a miracle to come. He couldn't concentrate on his work after thinking about how Taggart would marry Pearl without resistance. He was also the CEO of The Bronk Corporation. However, he was in a distinct line of industry compared to Excellor. After he acknowledged Pearl, Damian changed his mind to do business expansion. "Damn, I must have to find a way out!" he grumbled in annoyance. Pearl had stolen his mind, although he didn't want to admit it. He threw off his pen before taking his phone to call Alonzo. He didn't pick up the phone.