Damien Haas Relationship Novels & Stories

No next thing to prepare for. "Trevor called this morning," Damien said. I went still. Trevor Haines. The ex who'd sold their story to the press three years ago. The one who'd shown up recently claiming he'd changed. "What did he want?" "Closure, apparently. He's getting married. Someone he met last year." Damien's hands stayed relaxed on my shoulders. "He wanted to apologize properly before he moved on." "Did he?" "He tried. It was adequate." He paused. "I didn't feel anything. That's what I wanted to tell you. I thought I'd feel something, anger or relief or something worth noting. But mostly I just wanted to get off the phone and come back to whatever you were doing."

He’d smiled, told me to stay curled up in bed, and promised we’d watch something together later. But then I saw the photos. Scrolling through social media while eating leftover pancakes, I froze. A luxury restaurant I recognized. Damian—dressed in that sharp navy suit I’d picked out for him—sitting across from a beautiful woman in a red dress. His ex. written in bold letter “Damian Blackstone has been seen spending time with his former lover, Maria. Are they rekindling old feelings—and does this mean his engagement to Evelyn Hayes is in jeopardy?” I stared. My fingers trembled slightly. Her hand reached across the table in one of the photos. He was laughing in another. My stomach turned.

“Ava and I were more than just business partners. Before I met you, she and I were... involved.” Sienna’s heart stopped. She had suspected as much, but hearing the words from his lips made it feel all too real. “How involved?” Damian closed his eyes for a moment, as if trying to block out the memory. “We were in a relationship. A long one. I thought I loved her. But she was... different then. Not like she is now. It wasn’t until much later that I realized how manipulative she was.”

Chloe said, kissing him. Brian kissed her back, but he stopped kissing her when she began unbuttoning his shirt. "Don’t seduce me, you need to take your drugs" "I don’t want to" She whines, dancing on his lap and Brian laughed. ****** •LOUNGE, LATER THAT NIGHT• Damien sits with his friends in their private lounge. He has just two friends; Philip and vinson. They have been friends since childhood and they all have their own companies, but Damien is the richest one among his friends, cuz he is a billionaire.

After the commercial break, the host turned to the questions from viewers. We were expected to answer questions from social media pages and followers. "How were you able to keep your relationship a secret till this day? “ She read the question. "My wife is a private person. It is very obvious and you all are aware. She loves her peace and quiet" Damien answered, rubbing my hand. Damien's Public display of affection was on another level on Live broadcast. Even the devil would be convinced by his act.

"I understand that there's going to be a lot of speculation, but any rumors suggesting those are purely unfounded." "Damien, what do you say to critics who claim that your relationship with Seraphina might be nothing more than a publicity stunt?" Damien chuckled, his demeanor relaxed and confident. "I say they're entitled to their opinions. But the truth is, I love my woman and my woman loves me. That’s all that matters to me!" “That’s righttt! Can we expect any memeable moments from you this night?” The interviewer asked with a laugh. “We’ll see about that!” We all laughed

My brothers suddenly sit up straight. “Fans flooded social media, shipping the pair under the trending couple name #Damena. However, according to a statement released by his agent, there is no romantic involvement between the Reaper rider and his best friend’s little sister — or any other woman for that matter. Damion Grimm is reportedly leaving his wild ways behind to focus on racing.” The reporter smiles, sharp and hungry. “But here at Channel 1, we always dig deeper.” The screen splits. On the left — me and Damion, standing on the beach. Very close to each other.

“Seriously, that man looks as if he is about to kill whoever looks at you.” “Oh, it’s not like that.” I laugh, finally grasping that my relationship with Damrn can come off somewhat misleading. “Damien is Kingston’s younger brother. They’re a year apart, and does it really come off as something more than friends?” Noah shrugs, “You seem comfortable around him, you’re often tense around men, but it makes sense now.” “He’s great,” I smile. “That, and we both can’t stand his overly perfect brother.” “Speaking of your husband,” she drawls, tapping her fingers on the table. “That was a thoughtful gift wasn’t it?”

– that kept their strong marriage for so many years. They made it clear that they wanted happy relationships for their daughters, but so far older ones had let them down in that regard. What was I going to tell them about Damien? Or rather, would I tell them? Damien finished reviewing yet another chapter and stretched, turning his head. Theresa looked at him, the professorial reading glasses pushed up over his head, ruffling his hair. "Hey teacher, how's it going?" — Where are you staying in Vancouver?

"Aura, this is indeed Maria. My—" "Your ex-girlfriend. I think I know her." Damien gave her an apologetic grin. "You know her then." He said and plucked a grape and tossed it in his mouth. "I think I saw you together with her on TV half a decade ago. That's before you started dating her cousin and the renowned model from Iran, Zara Hashemi, right?" Damien's mouth hung in daze. She knew so much about him. Maria saw them sharing a naturally cool look. As if it was no big deal. As if Aura was used to having breakfasts with his ex-girlfriends. This was not what she thought she would spectate.