Damian Priest Age Novels & Stories

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.

I smiled. “Why are you smiling?” “He’s like my second father.” “Jeez. Thanks for making me look old.” “You’re in your forties. So does Damian. He’s been my bodyguard since I was nine. He’s the youngest to be hired, but treats me like his kid. I can tell you he’s a good man who doesn’t have time to date. Now that he’s working behind the desk, he should be back on his horse.” “He’s here, and I’m there.”

“And you know him … that can take a while.” True. “What the fuck is wrong with you guys lately?” Enrique snaps. “It’s like you all turned into queer priests overnight.” Damion looks caught somewhere between horny and irritated. “Dude, I don’t know what’s up with the others,” he says slowly, “but I just don’t want to fuck around anymore. Got my sights on something better.” The room tilts. “What?” Enrique scoffs. “You batting for the other team now? Or planning on becoming a celibate monk?”

He asked, sitting on the desk in front of me. I was shaking, my hands were sweaty and my whole body was almost letting me out. I was more intimidated by Mr Damien than his goons. “I am twenty four”, I replied, again. “Very good! That means you are supposed to be an adult. At twenty four, you are still under the influence of your mom. Chole is five and she is doing better than this” he spat, harshly. His words were like sharp arrows thrown at me.

Damian said, with a sad smile on his face as he picked up a cigarette stick and lit it to smoke. "Who is that, bro? Fill me in? Is she pretty? You know I have been out of the country for six years," Henry ranted as he wore a black clothing too. Despite he was a medical doctor, he attended the same school as Damian, Jonathan, and a few other guys. "Who else? She is a nurse, but I do not want her again. I will settle for her friend," Damian said, taking his cigarette to his lips and pulling a heavy drag from it, puffing it into the air.

Yes, that made more sense. Actually, it didn't. I was trying to find a way to tell myself that what was happening wasn't actually true. “ We all know that the diocese”, father Cyprian continued, “ reposted every one of their priests just last week, and to that effect, together with the fact that I need to retire and take things slowly”, everyone started laughing at how he had mimicked s possible old woman, “ father Emmanuel here, was sent to become the . new parish priest. Hence, he is now your full time parish priest. A round of applause for him please”, father Cyprian said, and the congregation cheered in happiness for him.

I grinned "In the light of knowing your age, I'll say you should stop being a worrywart,.least you start growing grey hairs and fight less because you'll be running out of energy faster than we young people" He burst to laughter. Louder than the previous ones I've ever heard from him. He seemed very free and happy, not like the Boss of the underworld, not like the owner of a multimillion dollars company, Just Damien. The husband of Serena Rossi and the Father of Maria Genovese. That's who he looks like in this moment. It warmed something in my chest and I lifted my hand to rub it.

He shook his head. "This is a dangerous environment and once you're in, I don't think I'll let you go. You need to change your mind about that, angel." Dominic shut me down instantly and I looked at with a blank face. "Alright then." I muttered and let the subject go. It was insane anyway. Dominic was quiet for a short while before he sighed deeply. "What do you do for a living?" He asked and my eyebrows scrunched together at the random question. "Odd jobs. Right now I'm a freelance journalist." I shrugged. I hated the job and I hated the unstable income but work was hard to find considering the useless philosophy degree I obtained. I would forever have regrets about it and a shitload of stu

comes Samantha's voice from a wall of screens. "This is the our boss" Damian asks with broken English as he takes a seat on one of the very expensive gamer chairs I had delivered. "Her name is Demitria but prefers to be called Demi she has asked that you go through the base, wear houses and mansion setting up all new state of the art security with palm readers for all restricted areas" I pass out the packets I put together for them. “You will all be sworn in by blood, this is to insure your ties to the family and your loyalty to her.” I say after everyone has their packets.

Alicia reminded him, watching Damian's expression closely. "Anxiety? Why? This is the best news I've received in my entire 28 years of existence," Damian raised an eyebrow and smiled genuinely at her, his sincerity shaming Alicia for doubting the joy he had just displayed in front of her father. So he was 28 years old, the same age as Tobias. That was a new revelation, Alicia thought to herself. She gathered her thoughts and continued, "I'm aware that your Moon Halo Pack has many strong and intelligent Rogues, even though I've only met three of your betas. Each one of them possesses remarkable abilities. I'm certain that the rest of your pack members are equally formidable."