Damiano David Giorgia Soleri Novels & Stories

" I smiled at her, and Alessandro pulled out my chair for me to sit down; I took a quick glance at Alessandro's father, and he gave me a subtle wink. Shit! I ignored his wink. Alessandro sat down in the seat next to me placing his hand on top of mine for reassurance. "Cassandra, this is my mother, Bianca," He spoke, and she leaned her hand out for mine across the table. "Nice to meet you, dear," She spoke in her Italian accent. She was a beautiful woman, I don't get why her husband constantly cheated on her. "Aren't you going to introduce me to your fiancee, my son?" Alessandro's father spoke up, taking a sip of the whiskey he had in his glass.

While he hurried up to wear new clothes so that Alicia wouldn't change her mind and insist on going back to her father's house. Alicia came out of the kitchen, and Lady Helen informed her, "Master has gone upstairs to his room." "I know. Let me sit waiting for him," Alicia replied, and Lady Helen nodded and left her, going outside to sit and not disturb the lovebirds. Alicia then sat on the couch and waited for Jonathan to return. **** Meanwhile, Damian went for a business meeting with some other mafia lords, and they wrapped up at 4 pm. Although these set were loyal and in corporation to his territory rules and business dealings, Damian received a report of some members that had shifted to

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.

I admit to being hopeless with names. She dragged her gaze from the view, those green eyes direct. ‘When and where what?’ Damian, who hated mysteries and considered tact a quality devoid of reward, was blunt. ‘Where and when did we have sex? I’m sure it was amazing but you’re going to have to remind me of the details.’ She made a sound in her throat. ‘I haven’t had sex with you!’ ‘Are you sure?’ Green eyes stared back at him. ‘If rumour is correct, Mr Andino, sex with you is a memorable experience. Is it something I’m likely to have forgotten?’

Damian. 'Can I... record this?' ***

Alessandro continued coldly. “I could have introduced you to someone who took second place at the International Math Olympiad.” Lucia laughed. “Oh yeah? Where is he?” “Right in front of you.” Lucia froze, confused. Right in front of her? But Alessandro had never participated in a Math Olympiad. Could it be— Her gaze shifted to Damiano, who was holding a cigarette between his fingers, a faint smile playing on his lips. Her eyes widened. “You competed in the International Math Olympiad?”

Slowly, I swiveled back, my face half-lit by the lamp’s glow. “Matteo thinks he’s cunning,” I said, letting the words taste like poison. “But cunning without power is just a rat in a trap. And Damian” I leaned forward, my eyes narrowing“ Damian is smarter. Smarter, colder, and that is why he wears the crown of the Vercetti.” My assistant swallowed, saying nothing more. The room settled again into silence, but the darkness felt thicker, heavier. Somewhere in the city, two brothers sharpened their knives for each other.

"Damien Moretti and Lady Natalia St Dumas." The applause that followed drowned my confusion as the spotlight flashed on Damien and his so called business partner.

Damiano finally speaks up. "Okay, what is going on here? Do you two know each other or something?" "Yeah. Damiano fucking Venturi is my boyfriend. I sent him to keep an eye on you but he went and fell for that bitch he was pretending to date. Can you believe him?" **************************************************

Olivia stuttered, screaming. “I do not have a mother,” Damian snapped. His eyes moved to the maid who was in tears “You are lucky that you spoke the truth, untie her” He ordered. She wept, thanking us. I felt bad that Olivia made her poison me after she threatened to kill her child. Damian slit Dorathus' neck. He moved to Olivia “Y.. you can't do this, please” She stuttered, begging. “You should have thought about that when you not only lied to me but also tried to kill my unborn child and destroy her womb” Damian