Damiano David Age Novels & Stories

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.

Alicia reminded him, watching Damian's expression closely. "Anxiety? Why? This is the best news I've received in my entire 28 years of existence," Damian raised an eyebrow and smiled genuinely at her, his sincerity shaming Alicia for doubting the joy he had just displayed in front of her father. So he was 28 years old, the same age as Tobias. That was a new revelation, Alicia thought to herself. She gathered her thoughts and continued, "I'm aware that your Moon Halo Pack has many strong and intelligent Rogues, even though I've only met three of your betas. Each one of them possesses remarkable abilities. I'm certain that the rest of your pack members are equally formidable."

"I'm not sure I've earned the title of Father given what you're about to hear." "Tell me about your past." David's pen was poised above his notebook. "Before you came to Bellmare, before you became a priest, who were you?" Damien took a breath and I squeezed his hand, silently reminding him I was there, that whatever he said I wasn't going anywhere. "I was a criminal. I worked for an organization that specialized in intimidation and violence, doing whatever my boss needed done without asking questions about morality or consequences." "What kind of violence?" David's expression remained neutral but I saw him write something quickly.

I thought you were a bad person. Wow.. I felt relieved when he said so while I laughed. "I must say you are naturally beautiful. David said, glancing at me in the rear mirror. I just feel that got me blushing, and we all went silent again. I was sitting with Ryan in the back seat. So, David, for how long have you been with Dr Damian?. I know Ryan has been with him for two years now. "I've been with Dr Damian for five years now and I've been with Emily Driver for two years now."

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.”

Holding onto the railings, he slowly came downstairs. Holly looked at Damian. He looked to be at least 80 years old, which was around Trevor's age. Damian was in a white shirt, and he had silver hair. Although his face was covered in wrinkles, he had a clear gaze when he looked at others. Damian was habitually spinning a pen in his hand. When he arrived downstairs, Trevor nudged Holly toward him and showed her off. "Damie, this is my new mentee, Holly. She's also the Master of Restoration's granddaughter and a talented young lady."

“A gun.” “I know what you meant.” Nikolai’s eyes sparkled with excitement. “Like boom boom!” Damian immediately glanced across the room. Sera was still talking to the doctors. Good. He lowered his voice. “Your mother would kill me.” Nikolai waved a dismissive hand. “She doesn’t need to know.” Damian stared at him. “You’re six.” “I’m almost seven in a year.” “That doesn’t help your case.” Nikolai crossed his arms.

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.”