Novel & Cerita Damian's Rose

said Damian as he shook his head , holding out his hand as if asking for a handshake " I want to apologise , You were right when you said that we need to support you and Aiden and I finally understand that you are pack , I'm still embarrassed about how I doubted Aiden's authority . I hope you will forgive me " Damian's apology came so suddenly that Rosalie was shocked and her shock inflated all of her anger . " I accept your apology " said Rosalie as she shook hand with Damian . " Thanks " muttered Damian as they walked inside the pack hall " what are you going to do now ?" he asked after a while as they walked to the television room together .

Damian looked at her for a moment and sighed grabbing his head. "Rose, you know why I am doing this... I told you give me some time... I love you and only you, please try to understand..." Rose shook her head. "There is nothing left, you____" "Dami..." Rose heard that voice and closed her eyes frustratingly. Her sister came running towards him. "Oh my god! Are you okay... I was so worried when I heard you are in hospital..." "I'll be outside, call me if you need me, Boss..." Rose said glaring at Damian and walked out, glancing at her sister who was clinging to Damian.

Chapter 79 Damian was having a relaxing day at work. If anything, he was in the best mood that he had ever been since he took over from his father. Even Adam could finally not feel him breathing down his neck for once. He was in his office enjoying a cup of tea when there was a knock at his door. He grunted a 'come in' and Rosé came in. She had a big smile on her face and Damian smirked as he saw her. "Well, good morning Mr. Richards. Something tells me that you had a splendid night."

"Uh..we're afraid they might get to see your face and..yunno, start taking pictures" "I'm disguised in my face cap and sunglasses, they can't possibly notice. Is that dirt on your hair?" Damian said removing a piece of dirt he saw on Rose's hair. Rose blushed terribly; she could never have imagined Damian Cole would talk to her, not to mention touching her hair. She feels like screaming out loud and hugging him tight. He's obviously most of the ladies' crush and Rose never imagined he'd be more handsome in reality. He looks so cute and fresh.

Damian commanded water and commanded it well, but he wasn't as versatile as Skylar. Instead of relying solely on his own style, Damian adapted. He didn't try to break Sky's rhythm by force-he blended into it. His steps mirrored the subtle shifts of the dance, and instead of defending blindly, he timed his own strikes accordingly. For a fleeting moment, he caught a glimmer of respect in Skylar's eyes.

Of course,now that he has what he wants, he should be able to get him out, even though he had denied kidnapping him, but I don't believe him a bit, after all he's a game player and he knows it too. “We are getting your friend” He assured me softly, the car door opened and his PA entered. “I traced the intruder to sunterside and saw Roy walked into the building” Roy? The name sounded so familiar but I have got no business with anyone and I'm sure Neymar doesn't either. But the deep resentment spreading across Damian's body sent a quick flash of reminder, that Roy was the second devil Damian made me play with. “Take Rodri to the penthouse” He mumbled and I wanted to disagree but I only needed

The room tilted, and yet I stayed rooted—watching my own happiness collapse. “C-Celine—” Adrian stammered, shoving Marielle off as though it made a difference. “How long?” My voice was a whisper, fragile and sharp all at once. “Wait, let me explain,” he begged, his hand reaching toward me. Marielle smirked faintly, her dress slipping from her shoulder. “Maybe you shouldn’t marry a man you can’t keep, sister.” The words sliced deeper than any blade. I laughed—a broken, bitter sound. “Explain? No. You already have.” My trembling fingers tugged off the engagement ring. The diamond that once blinded me now mocked me

I glanced at Damien as he ate quietly, listening to what my brother was saying. His fingers slid down my thighs. “Get your fingers off my thighs if you don’t want to be stabbed like mashed potatoes,” I whispered through gritted teeth, only he could hear. He smirked, ignoring me, and deepened his touch between my thighs through the slit of my dress. I felt tingles spark between my legs as he ran his fingers teasingly. “What’s your favorite color?” Damien asked suddenly. “Red. I love red because it looks like blood—” “Zara…” Mum interrupted, as if she knew exactly what I meant.

**Damien enters immediately he vanished. Damien’s POV I entered her house with control. Not urgency. Not emotion. Control. I had come here for answers. Rose was a problem. A quiet one. The most dangerous kind. She didn’t react the way humans should. She didn’t break the way humans always do. And more importantly— I couldn’t feed on her. That alone made her impossible to ignore. The door was unlocked. I stepped inside and stopped immediately. The air was wrong. I didn’t need time to understand why.