Damiano David Age Novels & Stories

But it hurt more than I wanted to admit. Damien was 26, six years older than me, and unfairly attractive. Tall, broad-shouldered, with sharp features and those piercing grey eyes that always made me feel exposed. He barely spoke to me. When he did, his voice was always cold and whatever he wanted to say so ridiculously short it felt like he was avoiding me like the plague. I tried to stay out of his way.

Eve stirred slightly but didn't wake, just burrowed deeper into Damon's warmth with a soft sound that made Damian's chest tighten. He pulled on pants and a shirt and slipped out of the bedroom, his bare feet silent on the hardwood floors as he made his way through the quiet estate. The office was dark when he entered, but Damian didn't bother with lights. Just moved to the window and looked out over the grounds as the sky began to lighten from black to deep blue to pale grey. Twenty-six years old when his parents died. Twenty-six years old when he became Alpha. Twenty-six years old when the weight of the Blackwood legacy landed on his shoulders and he'd had to decide who he was going to be.

Looking quite displeased, he remarked, "Why are you so worked up? Shouldn't someone your age be able to keep his composure better?" "Why, you!" David nearly had an aneurysm. How dare this bastard Damian lecture him? With his hands in his pockets, Damian walked up to Marius and cocked his head lazily, asking, "Here to apologize?"

She kept her head high, her face neutral, but her heart pounded so hard it felt like it might explode. Inside, the conference room was cool and quiet—at least for now. Rows of reporters filled the seats, cameras ready, pens poised. Damian took the podium, his expression as calm and controlled as ever. Sienna stood slightly behind him, her hands clasped tightly in front of her. “Thank you all for coming,” Damian began. His voice was smooth, steady. “I want to address the rumors directly.” The room fell silent. You could hear a pin drop. “Yes,” Damian continued, “I have a son. His name is Julian Blake. He is five years old. And he is the best thing that has ever happened to me.”

"You're right. It seems like you've got a good grasp on all the points in the agreement." Miya was already sitting back down, trying to make herself comfortable. Miya felt a bit uneasy being under Damian's watchful gaze. "Unfortunately, I can't get you pregnant right now." Damian supported part of his face with his left hand. From what we've heard, this 22-year-old girl is pretty good at turning people's words around, mainly from what Victor has told us. She was a bit blunt and didn't like to back down. As anyone who's been following the news knows, there was a big shocker a few days ago. "We have plenty of time to get it done. I've got a bit of free time this month. Just prepare yourself be

he said, and soon enough, his hands were on her cheeks already, while he gave her a light peg before he continued. “It all started since I was young.” “Wait,” Lila also interrupted his narration as he did to her earlier. “I also need you to promise me one thing: that you'll continue to love me, as I'll also tell you some important things you ought to know about me.” “Sure, I don't think there's anything that can stop me from loving you,” he promised. “Alright, so it all started when I was fifteen." Damian began. While growing up, he was diagnosed with a heart problem at the tender age of four. He was from an average family of five.

“ Damian , you better tell me . I don’t like putting people to report me on everything that you do so be a good boy and tell me the whole story . “ said madam Diana . “ If I tell you , you are sure to nag me for a very very very long time . “ said Damian . “ I promise I won’t nag you . I just want to know . If it’s something concerning your health , you better go and get checked . I am serious . “ said madam Diana . “ Are you sure ? “ asked Damian with a disbelieving expression . “ I promised you , didn’t I ?…….I know that you are very special with your composure and body structure so you should be extra careful . “ said madam Diana . “ I am fine mother . There’s nothing wrong with me . It’s

I replied unsure of how he knew it was my birthday. Just then one of the doors opened and Damian came in holding a beautiful birthday cake. I couldn't tell which was more beautiful him or the cake. he was wearing a blue jeans and an unbuttoned short sleeve white shirt. clearing revealing his broad chest and abs. seeing him standing made me have a flash back of all the times we have cuddled. He looked like he has just been dipped into a hot sauce. how I want long kiss those thick full lips and be wrapped up in his strong steady hands.

Luca replied. "In that case, I'd like to talk to you for a moment here," Damian replied. "What is it, sir? Is it something serious?" Luca visibly stiffened as Damian also looked very serious at that moment. Damian chuckled softly and shook his head at Luca's tension. Luca was like a younger brother to him. Luca had worked for Damian since he was 12 years old and had followed Damian everywhere he went. They were 4 years apart, at which point Damian was 16 years old.

I asked Nikolas. "I was on an Assignment" He smiled, showing off his dimples. "How old are you?" I asked. "Why the questions?". "I have to know the guy that's dating my sister" I shrugged. "We aren't dating" Cara and Niklaus said at once. "Yet" Damon coughed. "So?" I said. "I'm twenty two." He smiled, and I nod, Cara is nineteen, but everything I've heard, she is so much older. "We are made of Steel, Barbie" Damian said as he saw the worried look on my face.