Damian X Marinette Novels & Stories

Damien got to the living room and leaned over us, giving both Maria and I kisses on our foreheads. "Dada, bye bye" Maria says as she waved at him. He returned her wave with a smile. Then his eyes met mine. "I'll be fine, don't worry. If we need your help at some point, I'll call you" He says but I still wasn't reassured. Damien might be stronger than most people I know but he wasn't as shameless as Chester, and that's the biggest problem. Shameless people don't care how low they go in order to get whatever they want.

Grainy, shadowed, the face obscured. Damien tapped it with a finger. “You’re my favorite,” he murmured. “The ghost that set the world on fire.” He moved to another photograph—Maria standing beside Ancelotti at an old gala, both of them unaware of the camera. Her eyes bright, fierce. His heavy with calculation. “You’re no good to him wounded,” Damien whispered. “And he’s no good to you alive.” He chuckled softly. “I should thank him. His paranoia is the best weapon I have.”

Damian As we’re sitting here in church everyone is silent. Not a single person wants to get on Skulls bad side and I don’t fucking blame them. He’s ruthless and doesn’t give a shit if we’re 1% or not. His word is law and that’s that. “Your club looks good D.” He looks over my members who are all giving their best scowls. “None look like their gonna shit themselves.. yet” He lets out a scoff and then sets his eyes on me.

Damian's pov Tuesday 14th June 2022 ******************************* I'm getting married today. It's actually happening. Fuck I'm nervous. I'm stood at the alter now with Marcus by my side as we wait for Vinny to be walked down the isle. I was worried when he first said he wanted to get married in Italy because there's a lot of other mafia families who aren't happy about him being gay but it's alright. They all left us alone when Vinny sent out threats.

I rubbed my hands together looked at her straight in the eye, and noticed how puffy they were, maybe there was trouble in paradise after all. “I have some bad news for you this morning.” I began. She stopped what she was doing and looked at me. “What is it?” She asked. “Damien called in sick this morning.” “Oh? That is so terrible, what's wrong with him?” she seemed genuine enough. “Not sure yet. But I told him to go see a doctor and spend some time recuperating at home.” The lies were easier than I had thought. “I hope he gets better. So who's going to go with me to school, I have an early lecture this morning.” her brows creased in confusion.

Carlos asked shakily but he didn't wait for Mattia to reply before he continues " Maximo Santino is a wanted criminal in every countries. You can't include him in this ... " " And who else is more competent? " Mattia yell suddenly, jolting the two other men. He sighed roughly as he pulled off his glasses before he continues smoothly as if he never yelled out. " Konstantin Dmitri is a Russian Mafia Boss, what is wrong in it if I call in the sadistic Italian Mafia Boss into this? Do you both have any other options? " Minutes passes slowly without Mattia getting any response. He stood up from the chair he sat on and Walk away from the Long table.

He said, "I approve of your relationship with Ariel . I will reject her as my mate after the war as I have already told her, and then Elle and I can continue with our relationship." Damien's words really surprised Alex . Was this really the Damien he knew? He might have been another one because the main Damien, the one that Alex knew would never act like this. He would never speak in a tone as calm as this while talking about a sore topic. He would never have forgiven Alex so easily like that especially with the terrible fight they'd had the other day. What surprised Alex the most was that Damien, a highly possessive person, would be willing to give up his goddess given mate to another man a

Damian tapped the space beside him and she went over and sat down with them. She was curious to know what they were talking about.. she didn't seem to understand why the Inn owners were so kind to him even after finding out he's a wolf. Ain't they scared he would eat them? "Your wife is so beautiful." The Inn owner's wife complimented her earning a smile from her.. "Thank you ma'am." Damian smiled softly and Lia didn't know why but she suddenly felt at peace when he smiled that way.. He was way too handsome and she was having a hard time looking into his eyes..

Marco paused, surprise evident on his square face as he removed his jacket. Clara sneered. "Damian Eaton! Mr. Cabot, I urge you to handle this matter right away. I caught him red-handed, yet he still stubbornly denied it. It's utterly infuriating." "What?" Marco became tense. Damian was, in fact, his own uncle. He had put in a lot of effort to secure him a job. In the past, Damian hadn't exactly been a decent man. During his youth, he had resorted to theft and ended up in prison, earning himself a criminal record. When he had gotten older, he'd had nowhere to live.

The rhythm of his stride was steady, powerful, and infuriatingly confident. By the time we reached the steps of his house, my face was on fire. “You are insane!” I shrieked He didn’t respond. Just opened the door, still holding me effortlessly, and stormed inside. Maren, passing through the hall with a tray, froze mid-step. Her brows shot up. “Do I even want to know?” she asked dryly. “No,” I gritted out. Damian’s voice was clipped. “She left the grounds.” “Ah,” Maren said, utterly unfazed. “Shall I prepare a grave or a snack?”