Novel & Cerita Damian X Flatline

“They want the footage.” Aria’s hands clenched into fists. “Then they’ll have more than they bargained for.” THE MOMENT THAT BECAME LEGEND Damian looked straight into the camera. His face was pale. His voice unsteady. But his eyes— Unbroken. “You see?” he said, breath ragged. “This is the cost of silence.” Medical teams rushed forward. Damian raised a hand. “One more name,” he said. They hesitated. “Now,” he demanded.

“I did my investigation, Olivia. Your father refused the early treatment. Refused the transplant options because he was too obsessed with revenge. He let your mother die of grief. He let your brother waste away. And as we speak, the police have him in custody.” Damien’s voice softened, almost gentle. “I’ve arranged for your brother to be transferred to the best facility in the country. Full treatment. Whatever it takes. Because even if everything between us was a lie…even if you tried to burn my entire world down…you were still there when I needed someone. So I’m doing this. One last time.” He looked straight into the cameras. “I will cooperate fully with the investigation. I’ll answer every

I grunted and stood up abruptly, forcing Neymar to let go, his eyes were hot and sweaty and I weirdly craved a taste. “I'm sorry” “It's okay, just know I won't stop trying” He said and moved into the bathroom and returned shortly,his bulge still engorged in the tiny fabric of his pants. Immediately after I got outside, I pulled my phone out of my pocket and scrolled through the internet, and just as I suspected, this is far beyond my imagination. Damian's video is flying with mixed reactions from users, he's indeed the lord of controversy, why have I got entangled in this mess?

"I swear I’m going to find the bastard who did this to your dad and make them pay." But in the end, the case was closed because there were no surveillance cameras at the accident site. However, when I went to the hospital to visit, I accidentally overheard a conversation between Damien and his assistant. "Boss, I don't get it. Why block the craniotomy?" the assistant asked, sounding confused. "The doctors say there’s a high chance he could recover. Why are you insisting on conservative treatment?" "He can't wake up," Damien’s voice was suppressed with pain. "He saw Lily's face."

Damian. 'Can I... record this?' ***

“ A bunch of idiots . I should have your medical license burned instead of cancelling it . I should burn it myself . “ said Damian with an angry tone . Antonio was surprised to see Damian like that . Valeria walked near Antonio and grabbed him by his arm . “ Antonio , calm your husband down . He is giving me the chills too . “ said Valeria with a scared expression as she looked at him . “ Stupid people ! “ said Damian even more annoyed . ‘ This guy….he literally wants to kill the poor doctors . ‘ thought Antonio with a tired expression . He went near Damian and held his shoulder . “ What are you so angry about ? “ asked Antonio . “ These good for nothing doctors are unable to cure our son .

“Medication. Fluids. Observation. But he needs rest. Real rest. Not the kind men pretend to take.” Damian stirred faintly. “Don’t…” he murmured, eyes still closed. “Don’t let them lie again…” Aria swallowed hard. Dr. Joshua adjusted the IV. “He’s drifting in and out. That’s expected.” Grandma Eleanor exhaled slowly. “My boy is in pains." " Selene has shattered Damian." Dr. Joshua nodded. “ Everything will be alright ma'am". Aria looked at Damian—pale, broken, breathing under fluorescent lights instead of standing at an altar.

“You couldn’t burden me. You’re mine. You know what that means?” I nodded faintly, heart fluttering. --- Minutes later, the company doctor arrived, nervous in the wake of Damian’s coiled power. He set up his kit on the coffee table, eyes flicking from Damian to me, measuring the storm’s swell. Damian never released my hand—never shifted from my side. He fielded questions with clipped, icy precision: “Her blood pressure?” “Low.” “Pulse?” “Rapid, uneven.” “Food?” “She hasn’t eaten properly in days.”

The nurse nodded quickly, rubbing the paddles together until they were charged. “Clear!” Damien’s body convulsed as electricity surged through him. His head tilted back, mouth slack, but there was still no heartbeat. “Nothing,” one nurse whispered. “Again!” The doctor’s voice rose above the noise. “Clear!” The second shock hit harder. Damien’s body jumped again, then fell still. The monitor stayed flat. “Sir,” the younger medic said quietly, eyes heavy. “I think he’s gone.” The room went still for a moment.

I found myself going after them and stood at a corner staring at them… Damian took his shirt off so the doctor could get a better view of his injury and surprisingly it was indeed a serious injury which truly required medical attention but there he was looking so cold and expressionless … He didn't flinch and sat straight as the doctor began disinfecting his injuries… In no time they were stitching it up and Damian still didn't flinch and made me wonder if he truly doesn't feel pain. Does that mean he won't feel pain even if he gets shot or got knocked over by a car?