Damiano David Fiance Novels & Stories

Even the purse she was holding looked expensive. Her eyes turned cold the moment she saw me. “Who the fuck are you?” I stood up immediately. “I’m Mr. Knight’s new secretary. How may I help you, miss…?” “Vivian. Vivian Hale. I’m Damian’s fiancée.” My breath caught for a second. He was engaged. That was news. “You’re welcome, Miss Vivian,” I said politely. “I didn’t know he got a new secretary.” “I started yesterday.” She waved it off. “Where is he?”

He was taking her to every elite social event he could. He went out of his way to introduce Serena to everyone, and she clung sweetly to his arm, smiling so brightly like she was the real wife. The day I was discharged, Damian posted nine carefully edited photos on Instagram. In them, he and Serena were riding a hot air balloon at sunset. Their fingers were interlocked, gazing out at the horizon. He looked happy and free. I left a comment: [May you have the perfect family, be blessed with both a handsome son and a beautiful daughter, and have a love that lasts forever.]

he said, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous growl. I picked up the phone. The screen displayed a major celebrity gossip blog, and right at the top was a massive, high-resolution photograph. It was a picture of Damian and me standing outside the municipal office three days ago. The camera had caught the exact second he slipped the gold band onto my finger. In the picture, my face was pale, my eyes looked swollen, and Damian looked completely stone-faced. The headline above the picture felt like a physical blow to my chest. THE REBOUND BRIDE: Billionaire Damian Voss Marries His Late Brother’s Flame.

I have always heard from Victor how arrogant Damien was, and how he thinks he is better than anybody else. Well he is. “I raised that boy better,” Sandra commented. I laughed. The interviewer cleared his throat then laughed. “I AM ASKING FOR THE FANS, IS YOUR GIRLFRIEND GOING TO BE AT THE GALA?. OR IS SHE HERE AT THE GAME?. STILL ASKING FOR THE FANS,” the interviewer asked. Damien smiled and looked up at the camera. “NO, SHE IS NOT HERE FOR THE GAME AND YES, MY GIRLFRIEND IS GOING TO BE AT THE GALA AS MY DATE…,” Damien answered, when he answered the arrogant look in his eyes was replaced with a softer look.

Amelia bellows, standing up. "There is always a first time." Bastián bellows louder, being eloquent. "Because?" Desperately Amelia asked, in her world that was impossible, “Did he marry Diana?” “He married, but not to Diana” Bastián responds, I look at him next to me, I thank him for not leaving me alone in this situation, but… Was Damian married? I frowned, and Amelia was more confused than I was. Bastián concluded, “he married her.”

Damian scoffed a wide smile visible on his face he loved the insult I threw his way the rumours were true this man was sick as well as unstable it was hard to rile him up. "I thought my relationship life was a secret. You actually hurt me by pointing that out," he replied. "I mean what's not to love about Damian Russo?" Damian bragged. "Those ladies are missing. Do you think you can give me some relationship advice, since you are getting married to that beautiful lady? What's her name again?" Damian scratched his slightly tousled hair, then snapped his fingers as it he had a eureka moment. "Mia Moretti. Beautiful name for a lovely lady."

"Kian and Matteo have excellent taste." "They do," I agreed. "And Caroline's ring is beautiful too. Damien, you're going to be an amazing father. I can already tell." "I'm going to do my best. That's all I can promise." "That's all that matters," I said. I heard Matteo and Kian footsteps behind me. Matteo hugged me from the back and whispered into my ear. "Who's that?" I closed my eyes at the heat. "It's Damian. He and Caroline found out she's pregnant and they got married." I switched it to loud speaker from my end.

“Interesting. Alright, I’m game. Keep the secret need to know. I’ll respect that April. Are you ready to listen to my offer?” “Well, I’ve no choice. I need friends.” “Yeah, well, we’ll start with friends. That good for now, I think. However, David won’t like my presence when he realizes I’m serious and staying. So, while you’re married. We’re friends. Once he’s signed the divorce papers, I’m serious about we’re renegotiating how we describe our relationship. I’m here to ensure David doesn’t hurt you or mess with your business. Right now, while the wedding is happening. We’re together as the Best Man and Matron of Honour. If Chloe tries to take your place, she’ll be in for a surprise. Expect

Luciano asked, he was clearly not paying attention. Damien crossed his arms over his chest and raised a brow, "We were talking bout the wedding preparations Luciano. I was telling you that the Inspector General of this particular district will be in attendance" Luciano stiffled back a chuckle, "You really will invite him huh?" Damien nodded, "I am Damien Valentino and this is my sister's wedding. I shall invite men of power and authority" Damien boasted proudly. Luciano shook his head and let out a dissatisfied sigh. If only Damien knew the raging war within himself. How could he get married to Valerie when clearly his body, soul and heart longed for Jade? She owned him body and soul.

“Now, what’s this big news that couldn’t wait?” She held up her left hand. The diamond caught the light like a small, merciless sun. “I’m engaged!” she said, her voice trembling with joy. “Can you believe it? Damian proposed last night!” My fingers froze around my glass. “Damian?” “Damian Cross,” she breathed, cheeks glowing pink. “I told you about him! The tech billionaire I met at the charity gala in May? We’ve been seeing each other for months. He’s ” she laughed breathlessly “perfect.”