Damian Hooky Novels & Stories

I say, voice shaking. “Yes,” he answers. I pull him into a tight hug anyway. He hugs back just as hard. “I thought you were gone,” I whisper. “I thought I was being brave,” he says near my ear. “Next time be brave with a note.” “Deal.” I pull back and look at him properly. “We are going to have a very loud conversation later.” “I assumed.” Damien steps closer, gaze scanning Liam once, thorough and precise. “No control hooks,” Damien says. “No binding marks. Good.”

I knew it was him. “Do you know who the old man you tried to scam is, Goldie?” Damian asked, signalling one of the men to give him a chair. It was brought to him, and he signalled for a revolver as well. It was brought to him, and he filled it with one cartridge before locking it back.

“I am Damian, CEO and Boss of Key!” Keiko was nervous and embarrassed, her face was already red. “I'm Keiko, Key's best friend!” Keiko shook Damian's hand for a bit. If seen from anywhere, even from the end of the Monas though. The figure of the man in front of him was really handsome, seriously. Keiko didn't lie this time. Damian was really handsome, tall, well-established and seemed to be full of warmth. And that suddenly made Keiko want to tease the figure in front of her.

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.

When he got down to the lobby, Louie snuck up to him and asked, "Damian! Did you actually beat up that Hoover guy? That's insane!" Damian widened his eyes and declared with righteous indignation, "What are you talking about? Am I that kind of guy? "I just noticed he had quite a lot of toxins in his system, so I gave him a free acupuncture treatment to help him detox a bit. If he finds out, he'll be thanking me for it!" "Oh. I get it," Louie quickly replied with a nod, as if he caught the drift. He didn't believe a word Damian said, of course, but he still felt nothing but awe for Damian. Anyone who tried to cross him always ended up suffering instead.

Everywhere became quiet just then. Damian stuck out his ugly head from the water and looked around. “Damn it, babes. You don’t turn off the music!” He yelled. I was perfectly waiting behind.

I wasn’t to gather any information, just pick up any red flags during my interview. Oh, what else? Right Damien is left-handed. He had a sweet tooth, he loved watching football. He even played in high school, until a knee injury. His knee pains when it’s raining or cold. Damien makes a mean sandwich but can’t cook to save his life. He loved eating Mia’s food the most. I’ve also learnt Mia isn’t the help, more like the protector of all the Priest secrets. Damien has degrees in business, finance, and sports administration. He’s lifelong goal is to buy a football team. He’s looking into Phili or the Chief’s.

Me: (sent him all the pictures and videos of me on his clothes). Damien: I need sunglasses! You are glowing too much, my eyes might hurt. Me: You like them? Damien: Babe😍 you are hot🔥. Is that you shaking my butt? Me: 😂,I was playing around. Damien: I will like to see you shake them tonight. Me: I will think about it. Damien: I will help you think fast. Is that my Nike? Me: It is mine now! Damien: Silly! You look great in it.

“Okay let’s assume your son together is a product from years ago and you haven’t done anything with her since she came back. But you’re emotionally attached to her. It’s bound to happen.” “You just haven’t done it yet and this is hypothetically speaking. You’re just saying this now because you’re scared I’ll destroy your perfect reputation.” I said. Damian leaned in and now our foreheads were touching. “If I ever wanted to cheat,” he said calmly, “I’d have the ability to clean up the mess neatly.” “I’ll never put myself in a position to be on the losing end and you know that.” He said. I looked down, he was right. He was always three steps ahead and he was the Alpha after all. Even if news b

The Miami sky was a breathtaking canvas of violet and gold, but inside Jovan’s black sedan, the air was heavy and gray. Jovan was trying too hard. He played an upbeat playlist, told me about a ridiculous joke Damian made while they were drafting the report, even tried to do an impression of Kendrick’s laugh. "Seriously, Evie, Damian actually asked me where I learned that hook. He thought I’d been moonlighting in an MMA gym. Can you believe that?" He laughed, but it didn't reach his eyes. He kept glancing at me—the silent, ghost-like version of the woman he knew.