Novel & Cerita Damian Priest X Reader

Maria yelled at Chloe and led her back into the elevator. "Boss! Boss!" Chloe cried out, not expecting Maria to attack her, but Damian had already gone into his chamber to shower. Damian was in his bedroom, stripping off his clothes as he thought about the events of the day. His room had a soundproof door, and he didn't hear what was going on in the sitting room. Damian reached for his handgun in his trousers and pulled it out. However, his phone rang, and he took it out and saw that Jax was the caller.

And Damian… Damian is a Lycan blooded Alpha. Even if I tried to fight, I wouldn’t last one second. But still, my eyes flick toward the heavy lamp. The corner table. The chair leg. I run through every weapon I could use—every opening I might find. But the answers are all the same. He’s stronger and he will win. The mattress creaks as I sit, bones stiff with dread. I stare at the floor, the lingerie clinging to my damp skin, praying for some miracle, some divine intervention—

“He will. Because men like Damien don’t love — they consume.” She swallowed hard. “And you’re different?” “Yes.” She laughed — a tiny, disbelieving sound. “I don’t even know you.” “You should.” My voice dropped lower. “You really should.” She stepped back again, but I grabbed her wrist — gently, not enough to alarm anyone watching, but firmly enough to keep her attention. “Listen to me,” I said. “Damien is spiraling. His obsession is turning into something dangerous. He won’t let you breathe without choking on his shadow.”

“And you? Are you testing me too?” His eyes darkened, unreadable. “Always.” Something electric snapped in the silence. For a heartbeat, she thought he might reach for her. For a heartbeat, she thought she might let him. Then his phone buzzed. The spell broke. Damian pulled it from his pocket, his expression hardening as he read the screen. Without another word, he turned and strode from the room, his retreating figure a shadow swallowed by the corridor’s dark. Amara stood frozen, the echo of his words pounding in her chest. Always.

“Yes. And Damian is a wolf. You’ve learned quite a lot in such a short time.” My knees felt weak. I leaned against the wall for balance. “Stay away from me,” I whispered. But he only laughed, leaning back again, his voice smooth like velvet. “Do you know how easy it is to read you? How easy it is to smell what lingers on you? Damian was here last night. Wasn’t he?” His grin widened, cruel and knowing. “Yes. He touched you. He marked you. He fucked you.” “Stop!” I shouted, my cheeks burning hot. “Shut up!”

It was a rush. A fire began in my brain, piquing my curiousity about him. I started digging. I wanted to know what made the priest's kid tick. It didn't take long to find his secret life as the most notorious smut-writer on the school forums. I’d hacked his laptop months ago, and what I found was a goldmine. He’d written me into his stories, every filthy, graphic detail, except he called me “Damian”in his fantasies. He’d replaced the girls I was with with himself. I knew he had a massive, pathetic crush on my best friend, Damian. It was too delicious to ignore.

“He needs to hear it. Dami deserves peace. But if you still want her back, you have to do better. Expose Doman for what he is.” I gave a hollow laugh. “Like him and Sophia having an affair?” Alexa’s brows drew together. “We don’t even know if that’s real, Axel.” “I saw them,” I snapped before I could stop myself. “I saw Doman and Sophia kissing.” Silence fell. Rhea’s eyes narrowed. “Then get proof. Something Dami can’t deny. Once she sees what kind of snake he is, she’ll throw him out herself. And Sophia..” she let the word linger like venom, “we’ll handle her too.”

"Tell me this is a misunderstanding, tell me you haven't been stupid enough to get involved with a man of the church." "It's not a misunderstanding." I leaned against the wall, suddenly exhausted. "His name is Damien and I love him and tomorrow morning there's going to be a story about his past and our relationship." "His past?" Suspicion sharpened his tone. "What past?" "Before he became a priest he killed someone." The words came out flat. "He worked for criminals and murdered a teenager and then found God and came here to atone. And I fell in love with him knowing all of that."

Damian, seeing that he was silent, asked Alex to read the book, because wasn't it Alex who wanted to know about the events of the past? "Alex, just read the book. I can't guarantee that you will find what you are looking for in this book, but maybe you will find something interesting in it". Damian said and went to the bookshelf behind him. While still talking to Alex, Damian continued to search for other books that might contain records of events similar to the current incident.

We're going to spend the rest of our lives together and I can't fucking wait. That's the end 😭 It's been one hell of a ride and I can't thank you all enough for reading to the end and voting and commenting. Thank you to my early gang badbunnyrabit RoyaleGates hellomy20 who make me so excited to wait for their comments on an chapter! I can't tag everyone again but if you've commented you've made my day 😌. Next up is Damian's book, The Mafia Have Feelings Too. I'll post the character chapter so you can add it to you library if you're interested in reading it. You'll see Marcus, Nathan and Cole there too 😉 And you'll get to see what's going on inside Damian's head!