Damiano David Relationships Novels & Stories

Damian As we’re sitting here in church everyone is silent. Not a single person wants to get on Skulls bad side and I don’t fucking blame them. He’s ruthless and doesn’t give a shit if we’re 1% or not. His word is law and that’s that. “Your club looks good D.” He looks over my members who are all giving their best scowls. “None look like their gonna shit themselves.. yet” He lets out a scoff and then sets his eyes on me.

Damian Cross was my father's most promising lieutenant. To earn the right to marry me, he swore he would take over the Golden Triangle. Before he left, he kissed my forehead. "Wait for me. The whole Golden Triangle will be your wedding gift." I waited for him for three years. Three years later, he returned covered in scars, with a fragile-looking girl following behind him. By then, he had become the "Mad Dog," a man whose name struck fear into everyone in the underworld. He went down on one knee in front of my father. "She took a bullet for me. I owe her my life, and I owe her my name." My father put the black-and-gold whip in my hand. Everyone in the room was waiting for me to make h

he said bluntly. My mouth dropped open. “I don’t think this date is going to work out,” I said, grabbing my purse and about to leave. “Zara, sit,” he said, his tone not commanding but serious. “I mean no harm. I just wanted to know the woman my parents are giving my last name to.” “Well, I’m Zara. I just came out of a five-year relationship. That’s all you need to know, Mr. Kings.” “You still love him,” Damien said.

] Her fingers flew over the screen: [What exactly did you tell him] [Everything, Miss. From the moment we left the house until we got back. Even... little things, like you sharing a spoon with your brother. I'm so sorry!!!] Livia nearly dropped her phone just as Damian stepped out of the dressing room, already in loungewear with a towel in hand. 'So... he kissed me like a madman earlier because of that? All because I shared a spoon with David? Does that even make sense?!' Damian dried his hair, his eyes falling on her. "Who was that? Your brother?"

She toyed with her braids and replied, "That's only because I like you…. Damian, my dad may not be a colonel, but my heart is truly set on you, unlike Carla. She's fickle. One moment, she's trying to win you over, the next she's getting engaged to the lieutenant colonel's son." Damian's silence was unnerving, so Heidi quickly tried to explain. "I'm not comparing you to Ryder. Y-You became a sergeant at such a young age, so you're bound to have a bright future ahead. "You got me the dance competition slot, didn't you? And Damian, about my dad's pending promotion at his workplace… "Could you…" Damian snorted. "Are you trying to get me to help again? You still owe me an explanation for the razo

"I met an old friend and he kept insisting that I stay with him for the rest of the night. I tried to refuse a bunch of times but he won't let me." "He?" Damian scoffed, "Was it really a guy?" He raised an eyebrow, internally slapping Peter's face because he already knew everything from Killian. "What do you mean?" The blond widened his eyes. "Nothing." Damian sighed. "I gotta go anyway." "Where are you going?" "Meeting my friend." Damian faked a smile and headed to the bus stop. "Which friend? Juliette? She's at the studio." Peter followed him. "I have other friends aside from Juliette," Damian said, coldly. "Very nice, gentle and handsome friends."

“He’s turning this into a war.” “He already has,” Nathan said. I looked up at him, my heart pounding. “Then we fight.” He met my eyes and gave a small nod. “We will. But you should know this isn’t about money. Damian’s using this to dig into everything about us, about you. Every file, every secret.” The paper trembled slightly in my hands. He added quietly, “He wants to drag you back into his world, Serena. Into the darkness you escaped.” I folded the summon slowly, forcing my voice to stay steady. “Then let him try.”

"You can't stand that I don't belong to you anymore. You can't stand that I have a new life." "That's not..." his voice was barely a whisper. "Then tell me," I looked at him coldly. "We were together for four years. Do you know my birthday? My favorite color? Do you have any idea what my dreams were?" Damien opened his mouth, but nothing came out. He didn't know. Any of it. Because he never cared about me. He only cared about my body, my obedience, and what I could do for him. "Elara."

“ No , I am not seeing anyone at the moment . “ said Damian looking away from his mother’s eyes . “ Don’t lie ! I have all the proof that my people sent me on the phone , you…. “ said mr Adam a bit annoyed but when his wife glared at him he smiled . “ My dear son ! “ said mr Adam with a smile . “ ………Creepy ! “ said Damian in a low tone when hearing his father address him in such a caring way . ‘ You brat ! ‘ thought mr Adam annoyed . He took out his phone and showed Damian the photos of him and Antonio staying close to each other . ‘ …..Despite being an old man , I gotta give him some credit on the fact that he is quite quick at catching things and finding proofs . ‘ thought Damian with a ti

"Hi, Kaia!" I looked at the men approaching Brenda and me. They're faces are familiar since we only go to one school. But I only knew one there. Damian. He is the son of one of my professors and is known for being temperamental. He already approached me a few times. Cases I avoid because I don’t want to get involved with someone like him. "Damian is really handsome. You know, there are a lot of bad records so I'm out there," Brenda whispered. "Who do you support?" Damian asked cooly. He was so close to us that I can smell his very strong perfume. I almost didn’t want to breathe anymore because of that.