Romans & histoires Damien Haas Movies

Damien had prepared the space—soft lighting, a bottle of expensive whiskey on the table, and several cameras set up on tripods around the large sectional couch and bed area. “You’re going to film parts of tonight,” Damien told Marcus casually. “I want high-quality footage of me fucking your wife. And I want you to direct some of it.” Elena’s breath hitched. The idea was humiliating… and incredibly arousing. Damien wasted no time. He stripped Elena slowly, savoring every inch of revealed skin, while Marcus watched from the side, camera in hand. “Start recording,” Damien ordered. Marcus hit record. Damien pushed Elena onto the couch on her back, spreading her legs wide for the camera. “Tell yo

Cole cut in. He crossed the room, pulling out his tablet. “The hacker left a trail. You need to see this.” As he leaned closer to show her, his hand brushed her shoulder, a casual gesture, but intimate enough to make the air shift. Amara’s breath caught. That was the moment the door opened again. Dante stood there, tall, composed, the storm before it breaks. His gaze zeroed in instantly, not on her, not even on Cole’s face. But on Cole’s hand, resting on her bare shoulder.

“Be quick we are leaving in some minutes.” Damien sighed. “I don’t think I can meet up, maybe I will meet you there.” Hugh nodded. “Cool, and bring your little pet if you want.” His eyes landed on me. It was full of disdain once again . What did I do to this dude? After Hugh left, Damien headed to the bathroom. When he emerged, water dripped from his hair and trailed down his toned body. He pulled on a shirt, but not before I caught myself staring. I quickly looked away, reminding myself who he was—a killer.

“Aren’t you enough? I could be at the whorehouse right now or—” “Damien.” Hades quickly silenced him. Damien glanced at me before he looked out the window again. “Sorry.” “You don’t need to censor your conversation because of me.” I didn’t want to hear all the details of their criminal empire or their adventures in the brothel, but I wasn’t offended by it either. Damien turned back to me. “I like you.” I smiled then looked straight ahead. Hades moved his hand to my thigh, his large fingers resting there possessively. His gaze remained directed out the window.

The weight of it knocked the air from my lungs. Raven stiffened beside me, eyes locked on him. “What videos?” Damian sighed again, rubbing the back of his neck like he knew how impossible this all sounded. “I’ve been the one behind every video. Every leak. Every message. The Ava and Noah series… and the one you saw last night about Raya’s disappearance.” My chest tightened. He didn’t even flinch. He said it so simply, like he hadn’t just confessed to starting a storm. I chuckled—short, disbelieving.

I said, not taking my eyes off the screen. The movie was over, it was so good! "Did you see the guy that played Eddie Brock, oh my gosh Tom Hardy, you are one fine piece of specimen," I said with a smile from ear to ear! "What! He's not better looking than me," Damien said with an arrogant smirk. I turned to look up at him. He had one of his legs around me, and his arms around my waist, while I'm sitting with my back towards his chest. How did we even get into this position, I had no idea. I awkwardly cleared my throat, and tried to get up, but Damien wasn't letting go. He rested his head on my shoulder, "Can we stay like this forever," he asked while taking a whiff of my scent. I sat still

A few minutes later, Damian returned to his human form and went to Kevin, now waiting for him in the car by the main road. “You done creeping?” Kevin asked. Damian nodded. “She saw me.” “And?” “She didn’t look scared at all, maybe she thought she was dreaming. Kevin someone not from Velria stalked us today” “What do you mean? Who?” Kevin asked “I don't know from which kingdom but I sensed something dark at the cinema, I need to tell her the truth soon. I'm just preparing how to tell her the truth” Damian said “That's good, tell me if you need any help.” Kevin offered

Damian walked over to his car, and on entering, he ordered his assistant, “Erase the security footage of the bar and find out who she is”. Noel Ackermann, Damian’s assistant looked at him confusedly but still nodded his head. He opened his laptop and began typing away as soon as the car moved, while Damian closed his eyes by his side, his profile still majestic. Noel on watching the tape immediately shrieked, causing the driver to pull the car to an abrupt stop.