Damiano David Girlfriend Novels & Stories

Even Damian was no longer afraid that his father would kick him out of the Tomhiil family. In Damian's heart, he always remembered what his father had done to Damian's childhood. More or less, he was saved by the figure of his father's best friend, who was none other than Joy's father. A friend who had always been anchored in Damian's heart. “Tell me who that woman is?” Damian's father asked clearly, bringing Damian out of his past memories. “She's my girlfriend.” Damian answered without hesitation. It was true that he had set his heart on Sira. But that made Damian a bit worried that his father would go further.

"You. I remember you. Your name is Lora, isn't it?" "Er- yes. It is," Lora replied. "Hi," she added somewhat unnecessarily when Petra continued to stare at her. "Yes. You are Damian's girlfriend," Petra said, half to herself. "One of many who he's had, though it seems you've stayed on longer than many others. I've lost count of the many women in our handsome Damian's life." "Ex-girlfriend," Damian corrected, hastily swallowing a mouthful of food. "Sorry?" said Petra, though I was confident that she had heard Damian perfectly well. Petra finally looked me over, and I could instantly tell that she disapproved of me.

I said smoothly. Sophia’s eyes darted between me and Dami, her brows knitting. My smile faltered into a frown. "What’s happening here, and why is he calling you ‘love’? He’s even carrying flowers. Somebody say something,” Sophia demanded. Dami’s posture gave her away, her shoulders tight and eyes downcast. Hadn’t she told Sophia about us? “Dami is my girlfriend now,” I said lightly, strolling closer. Sophia gasped and shook her head. I sank onto the sofa beside Dami, brushed my lips against her cheek, and inhaled her scent. It was warm vanilla and something sharper. She looked breathtaking. This idea wasn’t bad after all.

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."

But before he could reach me, Vivian caught his arm. “Damian,” she said sharply, her eyes cutting toward me. “Is something going on between you and this girl?” He didn’t even flinch. He smirked, then glanced at me. “Yeah. Lila’s my girlfriend.” The air shifted instantly. Gasps rippled through the room. My stomach dropped. I froze, unsure if I should be horrified or honored. Brandon leaned in, his voice was low and furious. “What the hell are you talking about? Girlfriend? Since when do you do girlfriends?”

Especially one from the Delances. "Well, Damian is a gentle guy but gets angry easily. He can be dangerous when he's angry. He acts crazy those times and yes, he is a snub. 100 Percent, because he is very full of himself.” I tilted my eyebrows at her to say that it’s no news that Damian is a proud being. Emily chuckled "He can also be sweet, well to his Mother and perhaps just Susan.” "Susan?” I asked immediately. "Yeah, Susan. She was my best friend and Damian’s first and last girlfriend. They broke up sometime ago. Lest I forget, one more thing you should know about him is that, he is very jealous and possessive.

Damien stared at his phone. One of the business partners stopped behind him and looked over his phone. “Girlfriend? Or some fling?” the lady asked. Damien quickly covered the phone. “It’s nothing.” That business partner was Mr. John’s eldest daughter, the nosiest creature Damien had ever met. She was highly intelligent though and he preferred working with her than with her father. She was married and had kids so he didn’t think his love life should affect her. “It’s nothing? I see a heart emoji on the name ‘Arya’. Surely someone you’re involved with. That’s not nothing.” She said again, still expecting some explanation.

His insistence that this was bigger than business. Damian lifted his glass but didn’t drink. His voice dropped, lower now, as if the walls themselves might be listening. “The person who set the fire in Germany…” He paused. My jaw tightened at the deliberate beat he left in the air. “…and vandalized the containers in Paris…” He finally looked at me, unflinching. “…is Natalie Montgomery.” The name slammed into the space between us. My grip tightened around the stem of my glass. “And,” Damian continued, almost as if driving the knife deeper on purpose, “she’s not just Elisha’s sister. She’s my girlfriend.”

His fingers dug deeper into my waist as he pulled me closer into his chest. His eyes flickered to Henry, and the grin widened just a bit before he dropped the grenade on them, voice calm, like he was talking about the weather. “I’m Damian,” he said. “Cindy’s boyfriend.” What! Damian?! He let the silence stretch, letting it sink in. “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you all.”

He answered the young beautiful journalist flirtatiously, ooh no this guy is more shameless than Luca, the young girl's face turned red, and he took her hand and kissed it. " Baby girl I am Damien Andriano, now that you know my name you have become my girlfriend automatically if you already have a boyfriend, tell him I said he should stay away from you because you will soon be my wife" the girl opened her mouth to speak but the word got stuck in her throat.