Damian X Marinette Novels & Stories

he called out to the man he joined in on our conversation. Damien was of average height and looked boring with a face cap on his head, he had a slim body also; I could tell he was just like Dr. Bernard, the only difference was that he was younger and he used glasses. What a weirdo. Mariano would never approve of any handsome man coming near me. The only male workers here are the security officers and my psychiatrist, Mariano, was that protective!. “HI I’m Damien, I will be your new Psychiatrist!” he stretched his hands towards me; I ignored his greetings, “Follow me” Dr. Bernard closed the gap.

"Deputy Mark has met him and has experienced this as well. Mark knew Damien secret, and accepted it. Damien touched me deep inside my mind, marie. We were soul mates. And I screwed it up. There, now you know my horrible secret too." Elena did expect Marie to laugh or scoff. It was a fantastic tale, all of it true, but still. She knew how hard it had been for her to come to grips with it, and she had watched Mark struggle with it, and that had been when you could see Damien right in front of you. Now she was asking this young woman to believe all of it and not see that giant wolf body to judge it by. She waited to see what marie would do when it all caught up with her, when she really added i

Dante said calmly “I believe that we have organized it well enough for you to be satisfied alongside the other partners, shareholders, and ‘friends’. Don’t worry, we won’t have a sniper pointed at you, by the way” Giovanni clenched his fist, but said nothing as he took a step back, followed by another man, and judging by Leo and Aunt Gabriella’s glares, I could tell that it was Mattia. The men walked toward a table, and nodding at the bartender, the man brought them two glasses.

he replied, as I watched him stroll out of the office, the arrogance and confidence on that dude though. Damian's POV Monday mornings are usually very crazy for me, that is when most people I kept in charge of my various establishments turn in their past week's report. I often go through them to see any irregularities. Fish out some of the elements that may want to fraud the system and also plan on how to execute new projects with the various head of units. I was still very much buried in my work when my secretary called to say Cassandra was around. Cassandra is my fiancee and we plan on getting married soon. She is in her early twenties.

“ I , Damian Wright , will get married to sir Antonio Landar soon . The Landar family will have the full support of the Wright family in every decision that will be made in the future . The wedding will take place soon and everyone here is invited to attend it . “ said Damian with a smile . Everyone was shocked when they heard what he said . The hall was filled with words of surprise and some of the people congratulating them . The person who started to mess with Antonio immediately lost most of the strength in his body as he heard the word marriage partner . “ This mister over here dared to play sneakily in front of my soon to be wedded partner . Everyone knows clearly that I do not forgive

“Slowly. But dying.” Something shifted in Marco’s face. This hit him. He’d known Vittorio almost as long as Damian had — grew up in that house, got half-raised by the old man, just like most of the senior staff. “I’m sorry, sir.” “He wants me married.” Damian let out a dry laugh, but it sounded more like nerves. The words still felt unreal. “Before the end of the season. Not engaged. Married.” Marco froze. “That’s—sir, that’s barely three months.”

Liora Denverux POV “Damien, is that you, Cuz?,” I turned to see a blond guy with a cocky smile on his face, he screamed trouble. “Marvis…,” Marvis walked closer and smiled. “And you…,” Marvis said. I recognize him, he is the captain of the mattahan hockey team. And he is Damien's cousin… “You are Liora,” he said, as he took my hand off the table. “I am Marvis Ross…this ice cold man's favorite cousin, and you look absolutely beautiful,” he said as he kissed my hand.

He leaned forward, placing his hands on the table as if he was about to say something important. "I don't understand," she asked, frowning. "May I know who you are?" Maryam narrowed her eyes at him, getting a bit impatient. She knew that Cornelia would be sad but for her to break down like that was surprising for her and she didn't know how to handle it. "My name is Damian. Damian Wilson." He smiled at her tightly as if giving her some kind of sign that she didn't recognize. She turned back to the weeping Cornelia in her hands and spoke.

Damian looked at his father for a long moment, and I felt the weight of thirty years of buried cruelty settle into the room around us, waiting for whatever verdict he was about to deliver. “I’m going to make this right,” Damian said finally. “For Marianne. For her mother. For everyone you decided didn’t matter enough to protect. And you’re going to help me, Richard, because the alternative is watching everything you’ve spent your life building collapse in a scandal you won’t survive.”

Damian’s hand rested possessively on her inner thigh, his fingers occasionally dipping between her folds to play with her cum-filled pussy, keeping her on edge the entire ride. “The man responsible for the leak is Marcus Hale,” Damian said calmly. “Former VP of Legal. He’s demanding a private meeting… with my wife present. He claims he has evidence that could destroy the merger. You will help me handle him however I see fit.” Aria’s heart pounded. “How, Sir?” Damian’s lips curved into a cold, dangerous smile. “By being exactly what you are now — my obedient little fucktoy.”