Damian Priest Girlfriend Novels & Stories

My voice shook with disbelief. I was utterly confused. Vivian looked at me with pity. “You arrived just three years ago that’s why you don’t know, but before I married Levi, I was Damian’s girlfriend.” She smirked. That revelation shocked me. Indeed, I never knew much about Damian’s past, but I never would’ve thought about this. I felt sick. Could this be why? Could this be the real reason he had sacrificed me? Not loyalty to his brother. Not guilt. But love. Love he had never let go of.

But Damian's brow was furrowed, his eyes darting between me and the High Priestess, like he suspected something. I forced a smile, trying to change the subject, my voice as sweet as I could make it: "Damian, didn't you say... you weren't feeling well? I'll go to the Moon Goddess Cave and channel some soul essence for you." At the mention of soul essence, Damian's eyes lit up with urgency. My willingness to put his needs first, even after "miscarrying," seemed to erase any doubts he had. He put his arm around my shoulder, pulling me close as he led me towards the Moon Goddess Cave. He even whispered in my ear, his warm breath tickling my sensitive earlobe:

Damiano finally speaks up. "Okay, what is going on here? Do you two know each other or something?" "Yeah. Damiano fucking Venturi is my boyfriend. I sent him to keep an eye on you but he went and fell for that bitch he was pretending to date. Can you believe him?" **************************************************

Damian nonchalantly said as he walked towards his desk and this kinda hits a spot because he was actually telling the truth. Adrian never really had a girlfriend because he also spent most of his time working his ass off right beside the demon boss and barely had any time to go on a date.. Damian raised his head and saw that he was still thinking about what he'd said and cleared his throat immediately.. “Is there something you have for me?” He spoke, snapping Adrian outta his thoughts..

Damian called him and he turned towards damian, he smiled at damian which damian returned and they hugged. Rose looked at their reunion and understood they are close. She observed Massimo and even if he was smiling his aura was still screaming dominance and danger, his amber eyes were reflecting the darkness of his soul. Anyone could tell that he is a powerful man and one not to be messed with. "After long time brother..." Massimo patted damian's shoulder and he nodded. "Yeah..." "Meet my girlfriend, rose... Rose he is my friend and the Italian Mafia's boss Massimo Marino..." Damian introduced them.

I said, pushing the image of both of them in bed away from my head. Cleo chuckled. "Well, you were right about one thing. He did worship me, if you know what I mean," She muttered, winking. Now that made me cringe and look away. My mind was starting to get the best of me. I also couldn't help but wonder what kind of person Damiano was. If he stuck to one girl or kept sex... buddies too. As if he had read my mind, Damiano leaned forward slightly, that infuriating smirk deepening. “If it makes you feel better, piccola, I don’t mind either arrangement—a sex buddy or a serious relationship. I’m quite open-minded.”

DAMIEN'S POV The air in the room was thick, every reporter was a predator, their cameras like hungry eyes. The murmurs swirled around me, growing louder, turning into a roar as one voice, then another, broke through. "Damien, one of the hottest bachelors, denied the wedding rumors with famous dermatologist and model, Vivienne Dubois." The words bounced off the walls, then came the real dagger. "Moreover, he just dropped he is in a relationship with his long-time best friend, Adrian Gabriel Raines."

the man bowed. "Pius, have you gotten what I asked you for?" Martin asked. "Yes sir" the man, Pius replied. "So what did you get?" "I found out that Damien has a girlfriend, her name is Sylvia Jones" Pius said and gave him a file. "So they are dating" Martin thought, smirking. "And I also found out that there is a lady, her name is Mia, she seems in love or rather obsessed with Damien" "Really? Did you get her info?" Martin asked.

"She isn't going to kill me." "I don't care." "She is injured." "I don't care." "Do you actually care about anyone?" His expression didn't change. "Yes." He looked straight into my eyes. "You." The priestess sighed. "Oh, Goddess." Damien didn't even glance at her, and I felt my face warm despite everything, despite Paige down the hallway, despite Tamara missing, despite my entire life being a disaster. Somehow he could still make my heart skip. "You're impossible." "So are you."

When I came out, I found Bree sitting exactly where I left her—but her brows were furrowed, and she was staring hard at my phone like it had just told her a secret she didn't want to hear. "What?" I asked, walking back toward the bed. She slowly turned the screen to face me. "Who is Damian?" My heart jumped into my throat. I barely glanced at the screen before I snatched the phone from her hand. A text, bold and unread, glowing up from the screen. Damian: Couldn't stop thinking about how tight you felt around me last night. My desk still smells like you. Come ruin it again. My face flushed hot. Bree blinked at me, her expression serious. "Wait... Damian as in Damian Wolfe?"