Damian Cowper Novels & Stories

"Evening, as some of you know and some of you don't, my name is Damien. I'm twenty-seven years old and I am the owner of this place." Raven's mouth dropped, what? How was he so successful at such a young age. Raven lightly poked the girl next to her so that she could get her attention. "What does he do for a living?" she whispered. "He is the CEO of Luxshmier. Don't you know them? They are very popular and that's where he gets his wealth from." "Did he star......." Before Raven could finish her sentence, she was cut off: "Can you speak when it's your turn to make an introduction." said Damien.

Damien chirps “Cooper was punishing them and then Serkan would invite them into his home with open arms. Making him look like a saviour. It's a good plan. But not good enough.” Dane mutters as he moves behind Neah, placing his hands on her shoulders. She seems to melt under his touch as she leans her head against his hand. “Did you know about this?” Damien mutters to Cooper’s half sibling.

Damian As we’re sitting here in church everyone is silent. Not a single person wants to get on Skulls bad side and I don’t fucking blame them. He’s ruthless and doesn’t give a shit if we’re 1% or not. His word is law and that’s that. “Your club looks good D.” He looks over my members who are all giving their best scowls. “None look like their gonna shit themselves.. yet” He lets out a scoff and then sets his eyes on me.

He deserved all the respect I could give. "I'm Damian, and I'm the CEO of Elvis Hotels and Resorts." "Oh! That's where my daughter works. That means you must be her boss."Mom said in awe. "Yes ma'am. I am" Damian said with a smile. "Good to meet you dear." Mom said trying to stand to her feet. Damian and I rushed to stop her . "You should rest ma'am." Damian said. He acted so gentlemanly and in my eyes, he looked like a knight in shining armor.

"Rocky, the damn boot has capsized." I cannot help but have a good inner chuckle at myself, but yet I know that he is not going to talk this rather well. See Damian does not deal well with rejection. When he did not make partner, he went on a rampage; not only did he scare the shit out of me, but he became a drunk that started to cheat on me. Now, this is something that my parents, especially my mom, do not know; Damian is like her little golden boy who is going to land outside on his ass. "Damian, I said leave. Do you want me to get security to kick your cheating ass out of here? I am sure I can still smell the perfume of the whore you had on your arm last night."

Liam interrupted, and Damian's gaze shifted towards Liam again, who stood by my side with a self-satisfied smirk, and a knot formed in my stomach. At this point, I was getting nervous, and I could feel beads of sweat forming on the upper side of my head from this sudden and unexpected confrontation. The air thickened with an unspoken history, and I braced myself for the storm that seemed imminent. "Anyway, you don't have to answer that, Ruby," Liam said, noticing my speechlessness. "Meet Damian, an old acquaintance who was once under my care back when we were training to become alphas at the werewolf academy. He was young and calm, but after he lost Ava, he lost it and changed into a monster

Damian realized he'd gripped too hard. He let go fast. The pain hit sharp through my whole wrist. I looked down at the bruise already spreading across my skin, deep purple forming fast. The dirty work of the Coronelli family had always been Damian's specialty: tracking down debtors, clearing out traitors, the kind of work that built strength and paid well. After years of it, he was stronger than almost anyone, the kind of man who could snap a neck barehanded if he had to.

“Riding my cock like a bitch in heat. You look like you're about to fucking die, princess.” I was. I was going to die if he didn't let me cum. I could feel myself clenching around him, my walls mapping out his shape in perfect memory with each slide. My pace was stuttering, and my legs hurt so fucking bad. Damian noticed, of course, and his hand slid to my ass, squeezing before delivering a firm smack. “Is it too much? Already?” I nodded, not minding his condescending tone as I sobbed. “I fucking knew it,” he hummed. “You can't even take my cock without falling apart.”

Damian was the kind of husband that would make sure his wife wouldn't be able to cheat on him. He always made me crave for more and that's what's going on right now.. He made me turn around with my back facing him in reverse cowgirl and began slamming deeper into my cunt.. I was a moaning mess and urge him to f*CK me harder which he did as his lips found its way to my bare back.. My legs trembled in pleasure as he thrust in and outta me.. “ Want more, Baby?” He asked and I nodded unconsciously.. “Yes! F*CK me harder!” I begged and he gave in to my demands but careful enough not to hurt me..

Mister Yair checked Damian with medical equipment and soon came to a conclusion. "Mister Yair, how is Damian?" Patrick blurted out asking. "If I'm not mistaken, Damian has been attacked and suffered damages to his nerves in the past, which worsen over time, rendering him immobile," Mister Yair said confidently. "Yes, that's right. I've indeed suffered injuries before at the hands of the Libertons." Damian nodded. The Libertons were the Scammells' competitors in business and Damian had been involved in a conflict with the Libertons two years ago, which ended with him being injured by a few Libertons. Since then, he started experiencing discomfort in his legs, which progressed into a complete