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His eyes lit up and he pulled me towards him and for one long moment, hauled against the hard plains of his chest I sighed in relief at knowing that I would finally be saved from this god awful hell I'd be living in. Damian muttered vulgar words behind us, shouting demands at his warriors before coming to stand besides us with a fake smile that fooled no one. 'How wonderful that you've found your mate in one of my witches,' he announces as if a witch would deter Leo. It didn't, but he did turn to me and smile. 'A witch,' he asked. I nodded keeping mute because I knew Damian liked me that way. Being mute was my life, mute and insignificant whilst blending into the background until needed.

He wrapped on of his hands around my waist and pulled me closer to towards him. “Good night princess.” He muttered with his eyes shut tightly. “Goodnight Damian.” I answered as I closed my eyes and drifted to sleep. **************************** “Really?? Damian’s really going to Paris with Selina?” The unknown man said with a dark cackle erupting from his lips. “Yes boss. The informant just told me.” Leo answered. “That’s great. It only means that they have gotten really close. Probably in love. Everything’s just going my way. Call her and tell her it is time.” The boss said.

You always knew how to get through to other people, how do l do it? I don’t want mom to fight alone I want to be there for her. Among the three of us I think your dad is dealing with all this a bit better. He started seeing Lydia a few weeks ago and I must say he is coping well. Enough of the pity party, I have someone I like. I might bring him soon to see you. His name is Treadway and I have a strong feeling that you guys would have been best buddies. I love you Jeremy, I love you so much and I will always do.

“Your office attire shows off your curves while you bend over my desk. You argue with me because you know it turns me on.” Her breath hitched. “I do not—” “Lie to me again and I’ll bend you over right here,” he cut in, eyes dark with hunger. Elena’s cheeks burned. She lifted her chin, trying to be brave. “You’re my boss. This is inappropriate.” Damon laughed in a dirty manner lowly. “Inappropriate? Baby, I’ve watched you squeeze your thighs together every time I give you an order. I know you go home and touch that pretty pussy thinking about me.”

Anything as long as I’m not fired. Good. A knock on the door from Mr. Ed. As he walked in, Damian Lee smoothed out his suit jacket. I watched the expressions of the four candidates inside. Ooh, they’ve fallen for him hard. Damian sat down in Grace’s chair. “Maria. Sorry I’m late,” he whispered to me. I gave a slight nod, almost not seen. Damian turned to look at the candidates. “Good afternoon, I am Damian Lee.” I leaned in closer to him, then spoke in a soft voice. “Which one do you think is the prettiest?”

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.

The three adults sat together against the curved wall, breathing heavily, bodies covered in cuts and bruises. Kael broke the silence first. “I almost lost control back there. If Liora hadn’t called me back…” Serena leaned her head on his shoulder. “We all almost broke.” Damien was unusually quiet, staring at the floor with distant crimson eyes. Serena noticed. She reached out and took his hand. “What is it?” Damien hesitated, then spoke softly. “Seeing Viktor’s echo… even twisted, it brought everything back.” Damien’s Shadowed Past

"You idiot. You were set up and didn't even realize it, yet here you are, running your mouth." Elliot watched him in silence. His gaze was cold and filled with utter disappointment. "Damon is the spitting image of me. The fact that you'd even dare to question it shows you're beyond help." Lewis trembled violently, his gaze fixed on the video. His lips quivered, but no sound came out. I dropped the whip and picked up the hammer from the table. Slowly, I walked toward Lewis. "Lewis, if Elliot hadn't shown up just in time, I would've been…"

Damian leaned forward slightly, his gaze like a predator's. "Check on my wife."

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