Novel & Cerita Damian Cowper

He opened it with shaking fingers, Damien still asleep beside him, arm heavy across his waist. “Damien Vale reinstated effective immediately. Ostin City confirms return to head coach role. No further sanctions.” Attached photo: Damien signing papers at league HQ—face calm, professional, but eyes searching off-camera like he was looking for Martin in the crowd that wasn’t there. Martin stared at the screen until it blurred. Heart raced. The wait was ending.

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?

said Matteo looking at Damian as if he was looking at an idiot " There is no way , Cole can read the encrypted messages " " Well , FYI.. I am not a computer geek " said Damian as he leaned against the wall " if a computer geek tells me he is peeping on my messages , I'm believing him " " I'm not a computer geek " " Cole , my friend , you spemd more time with your laptop than you spend with your mate . I don't know how to break it to you but " said Damian lowering his conspiratorially " That's exactly what people will call computer geek "

Damian muttered under his breath, his heart pounding nastily in his chest. ‘Unbelievable!’ he mused. Damian yanked the tablet from Authur's grasp as he stared engrossingly at it, his heart sprinting the most. He would have pulled someone's intestines if he had just told without proof that Sophia was the CEO of a cosmetic company. His startled gaze tilted at Authur, “Where is the company located?” He choked out. Damian was kind of tipsy from the tequila he chugged but the news that Authur brought washed away the influence of alcohol from him, making his head and eyes as clear as distilled water.

He sucked hard on her neck, leaving dark hickeys while continuing to destroy her pussy. Ava came again with a broken scream, her pussy spasming violently around him, squirting down his thighs. Damian carried her to the couch without pulling out. He sat down and pulled her onto his lap, making her ride him reverse cowgirl. Ava slammed down onto his cock, her ass rippling beautifully with every bounce. Damian spread her ass cheeks wide, watching his thick shaft disappear into her dripping cunt again and again. “Fuck— look at that greedy pussy swallowing my cock,” he groaned, spanking her ass hard. “Bounce harder, slut.”

“He’s an actor?” “Yeah?” Wren answered. “Never even seen him before in any movies I’ve watched before, mind you…and I happen to have watched a lot of them. He has probably never even bagged a main role before.” Wren allowed herself to be a hater, even if it was just for a few minutes. “What you say his name is again?” “Damian Cole” Wren snapped, now dicing a bell pepper. “Damian….Cole,” Grace repeated as she then picked up her other phone and started flicking her fingers over the screen.

I asked, turning to her, but Christiana still looked stunned, staring at the picture of Damian and me. I gently collected the water from her before she spilled it. "Yes, it's Damian," I said. "Whoa! Damian Cole!" Christiana nearly screamed. "The wealthiest man in San Francisco, i really admire him for his humility and kindness, i once applied for the position of a maid in his house but obviously i got there late and another person was employed, i felt so sad because i needed to pay Sabrina s fees but he compensated me by sending one of his bodyguards to give me some cash for my effort, i didn't even get to see him to thank him properly" Christiana said and I smiled.

Leo pinched Theo’s arm sharply under the table. Theo winced, instantly realizing he’d stepped on a landmine. “Haha—bad joke. My fault,” he laughed awkwardly. “Changing the subject.” Damian arched a brow, eyes locked on Theo. “I hear the Cooper Group’s been slacking lately,” Damian said coolly. “There’s a frontier development initiative in need of leadership.” Before Theo could react, Damian dangled a set of car keys. “Take my car. Head straight to the airport. Service starts tonight.”

How did it get to this? “Since Connor is out then maybe he wasn’t home when they came.” Damien hoped. He knew his cousin had issues with these kinds of situations and wouldn’t hesitate to release dogs. He finally got to his estate and was relieved to see no one waiting for him at the gate. Just then the talk show lady said. “Connor Williams Wade. He had harassed reporters.” Damien stopped his car in front of the gate, then rested his head on the steering wheels. “Why? Connor why?”

“Shay is one of my best friends and my commander, she is almost like a sister to me. I meant no disrespect. But start talking, both of you, when did this happen?” Damian cleared his throat. “I apologise too. This is all new to me and I’m trying to get a grasp on my wolf. We have waited on our mate for quite a few years and he is out of himself with excitement right now, trying to claw his way out of me and take over control. I am Damian, head warrior of the Nightblade pack. It is an honour to meet a person who means a lot to my mate, and I can already tell it is just so. Once again, I am sorry for losing it.””