Damiano David Giorgia Soleri Novels & Stories

I had been so blinded with my need for revenge that I hadn't bothered to figure out what exactly he wanted and why he wanted to get rid of Luciano. "For you that is," Luca said bitterly. "She was rather troublesome for me. I hated that she caused Giorgia so much trouble." Damian sniffed haughtily. "You are way too obsessed with that woman," "You're one to talk, what was the deal with that green eyed witch? I told you to cut things off with her the minute Luciano steps in Sicily," Luca grumbled. He paused searching the dead bodies and glared at Damian. "She was fun to keep," Damian replied with a shrug. "Have you heard her voice when she's all excited? I could swear that I was in love the mi

Dana was a Lamberti, and my other three ‘best friends’ with their ‘busy lives’ abandoned me and never took the time to visit Siena. “You have one friend, and that friend has a black eye,” Dario spoke and showed himself. “Oh my god.” I gasped and ran towards him. “Who did this to you?” “It was that crazy baby daddy of yours, and it was all because I told you the truth about his assistant. Can you believe it?” Dario spoke before he took a look at my family. “I don’t think we’ve officially met yet, Dario Orlando.” He introduced himself with a bright smile on his face.

“Thank fuck.” Damiano glances at me, and seeing the serious expression in his eyes, I ask, “What’s on your mind?” “One of your men owes me half a mil.” Christ. “Who?” “Giorgio Romano.” The fucking fucker. My eyes flick from Damiano to Renzo, then Franco, before settling on Dario. “Does he owe anyone else money?” The other three shake their heads. I turn my attention to Damiano. “He’s a problem I’m currently dealing with.”

Lucian smiled and walked slowly to the living room, taking off his goggles, the two men backed away from him and he settled himself on the sofa opposite them, a small smile on his face, “oh you know who I am, the minute you started sinning, you know who I am and you know you would meet me someday and that someday, is today.” The two men looked at each other and then back at him, “what the hell are you talking about?” One of them asked and they all looked up when they heard noises on the stairs to see Lolita and Samantha watching them. Seeing what was going on, Lolita pulled Samantha into her arms immediately, her eyes going to Lucian who only glanced at her and looked away at the same time.

“Let’s go, we have an Alpha to make a bargain with. And hopefully, a grandfather beta, who I think would be more than a little happy to know that his granddaughter will no longer be an omega in the fucker’s pack…” ********************************** “I must admit, Diego, I am surprised that you chose to come here yourself.” Alpha Vieri Sforza said, looking me in the eye. He sat at his desk as he invited both Giovanni and I for a glass of wine. One which I doubted was a good idea to take considering that he was still an enemy. “Take a sip of your wine, I am no woman that uses poison to kill my enemies. If I wanted you dead, trust me, both of you are not walking out of this office alive.”

We all turned to him. "David, you've been jealous of me ever since Loreine introduced us in Italy," Damian said with a beaming face. "Don't worry, I'm not going to hit on Loreine and even though Loreine is one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen, I'm not romantically interested in her. I already have a lover." "Are you serious?" I asked, happy for him. It meant I wouldn't have to comfort David every time he felt jealous of Damian.

Damiano grunted and watched intently as he pleasured me with his fingers. “I want you…” I whispered, desperate for him to be inside me. His smirk widened as he hoisted my leg onto his shoulder. With a swift movement, his fingers left my body, and he entered me, driving deep inside with a single, rough thrust that made me whimper. Damiano's relentless thrusts caused my moans to escape, blending with his primal grunts that filled the room. “La tua fica è il paradiso…” Damiano let out a soft moan, his thumb tracing gentle circles against my clit.

I gently pushed the door open to see a figure, a familiar figure, staring deep into my eyes, as I froze on the spot. "Hi Erica," Damian said with a glass of wine in his hand, and a white shirt partly unbuttoned.

He had a light stubble on his chin and he became more muscular. 'But Philip is still more handsome.' 'Whoa... Why am I comparing them?' "I see you've already met Rob," A voice snapped me out of my thoughts. "Hey man," Rob greeted as they hugged briefly. "Rob this is my fiancee, Giordana Quinton," Philip said. 'They know each other?' "Wait, what? Giordana is your fiancee?" Rob asked, looking a bit displeased. "Of course. You got any problem with that?" he shot back.

“So, Damian, how rich is he exactly,” “Rich enough to make a dress of diamonds for you,” I smirked. “Then he won’t mind me stealing some dollars from him, would he?” “Do what you want, sweetheart. Just try to be less subtle, cause he has some connections,” “Connections? Like legal?” Laira rolled her eyes as she took a right turn. “I don’t know much, Toni said to be cautious 'cause Damian is one of the influential figures in Italy. And you know the history,”