Damiano David Relationships Novels & Stories

“Should I prove my strength to you?” “No,” I cut in. “David… there'll be no need for that.” “So talk to him, I don't want war. He'd better fix his oversized ego and clean up his mess.” Damien sucked in air through his teeth as he tried to go to David, I held my hands on his chest. “Damien,” I purred. “You are not thinking straight, I could help you.” I cupped his neck, pulled him down and I started to kiss him. “Don't you want this?” I moaned against his lips. “To just relax.”

Then relaxed. "I know." "Why didn't you?" A long silence followed. Long enough that I thought he wouldn't answer. Then finally— "Because I didn't think it mattered." I slowly pulled back. "What?" "It never mattered to me." His expression remained serious. Steady. Certain. "As far as I was concerned, you were Kira." My throat tightened. Damon continued. "The woman who argued with me." I snorted. "The woman who challenged me." "That happened once."

Friendship. “Ave, listen,” Damian sighed and stared right into her brown eyes. “I lost my virginity years ago, and I don't even remember how, when, where, and with who. And it kills me, it kills me that I did it with so many girls that I can't remember. It kills me that I gave my body and took bodies without meanings, and Ave, I don't want you to make the same mistake.” Avery felt sad because of Damian's sudden confession. He never talked about his old relationships. She only knew that he wasn't a virgin anymore, but not in such a bad way.

I've gathered you all here to celebrate the 22nd birthday of my most treasured companion, my daughter Elisa. As much as it pains me to say, but I'd also like to announce the new found union between my family and the Greyhounds, as both our children are to be met in matrimony. That being said, I'd like to introduce Damian Greyhound, my soon to be son-in-law, and raise a glass to him. I hope the past disputes between our families can be put aside, as I'm entrusting you with my daughter's hand”. Damian took my hand, squeezing tightly as he responded, meeting my father in a toast. “I promise to care for her and prioritize her every need above mine, following in your footsteps as an excellent fa

In the three days after the summit, Damien went completely insane. He had lost his family, his fortune, and his power. Most importantly, he had lost me. Julian's network told me Damien had locked himself in a rundown safe house, drinking himself blind and talking to the walls. "It's all her fault," he repeated, over and over. "It's all that bitch's fault." But he wasn't talking about me. He was talking about Sophia. On the fourth night, gunfire echoed from the docks.

“And I can do whatever the fuck I want in my own club.” Elena tried to look indifferent, but her body betrayed her. Her pussy throbbed. She pressed her thighs together, hoping he wouldn’t notice how flushed she was. Damon brought her closer to the VIP ropes as the music played around them, they shared an electrifying connection through their personal space. “You’ve been teasing me for six months, Elena,” he growled softly. “Your office attire shows off your curves while you bend over my desk. You argue with me because you know it turns me on.”

I knew the man wasn’t above taking me to court if I tried to run now. He also insisted that before the year was over, I’d be out of the marriage and wouldn’t have to worry about actually having a baby. Daria couldn’t elude them for that long. I chose to believe that. The rest of the car ride was spent filling me in on the nuances of the relationship between Damian and Daria. Which was little to nothing. They’d had a few lunches together, barely speaking during them. Damian had attended one of her recitals in Paris. All in all, they’d been cordial.

" Damian asked confusedly. I didn't want to confuse Damian for too long. After all, he knew what my relationship with David was like and I thought he was already family since his sister was engaged to my brother. I told him what happened between me and David in general and Damian's face looked tight after hearing my story. "Then, why was he with that woman?" Damian asked angrily. "What did he mean?" "It's okay, Damian. He promised to tell me everything when his business is finished. So I'll just wait," I said calmly.

Although he wasn't certain if Damian would change his mind or not. "Dad, Damian isn't in any relationship. I know him and see him visit the town's hospital. He is not in any relationship except for the women he hosts at his club house," Maria complained as she frowned, seated in the back seat of the car with her father. She was his only daughter, and her father assured her, "Don't worry. Just be patient, and Damian will be yours." Maria smiled with relief, as she wanted Damian. She had rejected several other men in the business world in their developed town for Damian. She wanted Damian and no one else.

I had no idea why she felt that way but I knew there was nothing I could do other than try to be there for her. Damien was always around Dominic, it seemed like they had suddenly become best of friends and were making the most out of everything that was happening, they spent most of their time strategizing on how to take David down. David was still in the country because somehow, Dominic had managed to drag back the funds he was supposed to take out with him so he was greedily staying back because he wanted to take every penny.