Damian Wayne Girlfriend Novels & Stories

I kept my hands folded in my lap as we drove, wondering what I had gotten myself into by agreeing to this. Inside the car, it was quiet for a long time. I finally broke the silence. “Tell me about your family.” Damien’s expression changed right away. “There’s not much to tell.” “I doubt that,” I said. After a pause, he started talking. “My father remarried after my mother died. Victoria is my stepmother. She likes control.” I smiled a little. “That’s your warning?” “No.” He glanced at me briefly. “This is. Answer only what you’re asked. Don’t volunteer information.”

Especially one from the Delances. "Well, Damian is a gentle guy but gets angry easily. He can be dangerous when he's angry. He acts crazy those times and yes, he is a snub. 100 Percent, because he is very full of himself.” I tilted my eyebrows at her to say that it’s no news that Damian is a proud being. Emily chuckled "He can also be sweet, well to his Mother and perhaps just Susan.” "Susan?” I asked immediately. "Yeah, Susan. She was my best friend and Damian’s first and last girlfriend. They broke up sometime ago. Lest I forget, one more thing you should know about him is that, he is very jealous and possessive.

So I did the only thing I could think of, I called Liam. "Hey, Liam." "Damian? To what do I owe this pleasure?" "Weird question, but where does your girlfriend live?" "WHAT?!" Liam shouted in my ear. "YOU STAY AWAY FROM MY GIRLFRIEND!" Liam yelled once more. I don't know why I didn't see this coming. "Liam. I'm not asking because I want to f*ck your girlfriend. Rather, I think somehow your girlfriend knows Haley." Liam seemed to simmer down at that.

They all walked over to the table and sat down. Mike was standing at the back of Scott and Jennifer. "Nice of you guys to finally arrive. This is my boyfriend, Damian," Sally introduced. Scott shook Damian's hand. "Nice to meet you," Scott said with a smile. "And this is my girlfriend Jennifer," Scott said. pointing at Jennifer Jennifer shook Damian's hand after she stood up. She and Sally both hugged each other. Damian is a white guy with blonde hair. He has blue eyes. and he looks like he was in his late 30s.

Little blondie bitch must have been stunned because she just came hobbling out on her 8 inch heals yelling incoherently. "Friend of yours?" I ask Damian and he just smirks as he drives off. Yea, I didn't think they were together. Looks like I made my first enemy here.

“Who are you?” “Someone who’s telling you to back off from my girl,” Damian said, stepping between us without even looking at me, broad shoulders blocking the space like a wall I didn’t know I needed until it was there. The guy scoffed. “She didn’t say she had a boyfriend.” “She said no,” Damian replied. “That’s enough.” There was a beat of tension, the kind that makes your lungs forget what they’re supposed to do, then the guy rolled his eyes and raised his hands again. “Whatever. Not worth it for a bunch of high school babies.”

Damien stared at his phone. One of the business partners stopped behind him and looked over his phone. “Girlfriend? Or some fling?” the lady asked. Damien quickly covered the phone. “It’s nothing.” That business partner was Mr. John’s eldest daughter, the nosiest creature Damien had ever met. She was highly intelligent though and he preferred working with her than with her father. She was married and had kids so he didn’t think his love life should affect her. “It’s nothing? I see a heart emoji on the name ‘Arya’. Surely someone you’re involved with. That’s not nothing.” She said again, still expecting some explanation.

Sadie knew I was working, and when I was on a job like Wayne’s, I was all in. I turned on my phone and stared at the screen, waiting to see if there were any text messages. None. No voicemail. No texts. Damion wasn’t trying to talk to me. It had been a brief moment of wishful thinking on my part. Wayne had made me think there was something. There wasn’t. There was nothing. It had been a fling. Not even a fling. It had been a quickie in the barn. Wayne’s romantic ideas were nothing more than an old man’s fantasy. He had been lucky enough to find a good woman.

I rolled my eyes. "Do you know whose wife you are? “ My Dad asked, without looking at me directly. The awkward silence between us again, bothered Madison. " Yes Irene, Damien is Cabin's prince. It will definitely attract the attention of the government. Moreover, the Governor was Damien's business partner for a while before he joined politics” Madison added.

My eyes searched the whole room and saw a man waving his hand and walking towards us. "Caleb! It's been a year, dude." he gave me a fist bump. "Damian." Damian is a college friend but we are not classmates and also not in the same department. He is in engineering while I was in business. We meet through basketball as we are both varsity player way back in college. He took a glimpse at my right side, at Anastasia. "By the way Damian, this is Anastasia, my wife." I held Ana's waist pulling her closer to me.