Novel & Cerita Damien Pip

Anaya and Lucia were happy when they heard about Celestine's pregnancy and that their master had found her. Damien was restless. This matter was turning into another direction. A dark smile crept on his lips. Who was he? Damien Romano- the most ruthless and evil person in underworld and business world. For Celestine he had turned soft but it was time to show the real demon, sleeping inside him. He left his study and walked towards opposite direction which lead to the room where Athena was.

Live pictures of my ex-fianxee, Damien, and the prostitutes from Dirty Dreams. The pictures were taken from the point of view of the women, and in each one, you could see Danien clearly behind them or above. My lips parted, my chest heaving as the pictures left the screen to show a herd of reporters at Damien's family mansion, demanding answers. Damien's father was a politician, one who was getting ready to contest for governorship seat in CA next year. This would absolutely ruin his family. My eyes focused back on Florian, and he moved his head to the left, a smile that exposed his sharp canines, lifting his lips.

A series of giggles escaped his lips as Bianca swiped him off his little feet. "I want pancakes!" *** Damien took a sip out of his coffee staring at the large projector screen in front of him, he suddenly felt light, a sense of inner peace washed through him and he wondered why.. Maybe it had something to do with the recent punishment he gave to his sister and Rihanna.. Whatever it was, he didn't wish for it to stop.. He placed his cup down clasping his fingers together, he stared with intent at what his employee was demonstrating.. Their attention was pulled to the door which suddenly opened, a little tap of feet rushing in was heard next..

“Boss?” “I need you to intercept a man named Liam Kensington,” Damien said smoothly. “He’s about to start digging into Mercer. Make sure he finds exactly what I want him to find.” A pause. Then, “Understood.” Damien ended the call, eyes still on Celeste’s form, she thought she was acting alone but the reality was that she had never been alone, and as long as he had a say in it she would never be alone. Two days later, Liam called back.

Damian said, smiling as he went through his bath. Entering his bathroom, Damian stripped off his black gloves, took off his shirt and trousers, and prepared for his bath. After he was done, he came out of the bathroom and dressed in sleeping wear. His phone rang, and he took it from the shelf to see who was calling. "Boss, should I arrange for any lady for you tonight?" Jeff Brody asked. Damian was in no mood for any woman. "No. Contact the Dawson family and let them know about my offer," he said.

Then he walked out. Later, Damien headed to the bookstore to meet his private investigator about Katherina’s reinstatement. Damien spotted the private investigator wearing sunglasses and a hat, waiting outside. He walked right up to him. “Okay, get to the point. What do you have for me?” Damien asked sharply. The PI hesitated a bit. “Alright, I found some things. I have contacts inside the board. But here’s the interesting part…” “I don’t have time for games, Davies. Just say it,” Damien said, cutting him off.

Damien waited by the garden wall, arms crossed, his motorcycle helmet dangling from one hand. “Did you know someone used to watch me sleep?” she asked without preamble. He raised a brow. “I was hoping we’d start with hello.” “I’m serious.” “So am I.” She hesitated—then handed him her phone, thumb resting on the screen. “Recognize the username?” His gaze flicked to it. Seraphim28. He frowned. “That’s… old.” “You’ve seen it before?” “Yeah. Once. On a burner post in a dark forum. One that linked to a hidden blog. Obsessed with domination theory, surveillance culture, behavioral rewiring.”

“He won’t. Because I’m going to make sure those records disappear. And then I’m going to make sure Ryan knows never to speak your name again. And Marcus… I’m going to take everything from him.” Kai looked at him. “How? He’s powerful too.” Damien smiled, but it wasn’t warm. “Not as powerful as he thinks. I’ve been watching him for years. He has debts. Hidden accounts. Business partners who hate him. I’m going to call them all. I’m going to squeeze him until he has nothing left to offer anyone. Including you.” Kai took his hand. “I don’t want you to become someone else because of this. I fell in love with the man who’s learning to be soft. Not the man who destroys people.”

“He’s the origin of it.” --- Jay let out a sharp, disbelieving laugh. “Nope. No. I’m out. That doesn’t even—how does that—what?” Liam didn’t speak. Because this— This explained too much. --- Damien finally moved. Just slightly. His jaw tightening. His hands curling. “That’s not possible.” The man tilted his head. “Isn’t it?” A step closer. “Tell me,” he said softly. “When you dream…” Another step. “…do you see her?”

“It was about people.” He holstered his pistol. Gabriel looked at him. “What are you doing?” Damien smiled faintly. “Ending this.” He walked toward the pedestal. Sebastian watched without speaking. The Core spoke again. “Successor verification required.” Damien placed one hand on the glowing phoenix. The chamber became silent. A blue light scanned his face. Then his eyes. Then his palm. Seconds felt like hours. Finally “Identity confirmed.” “Damien Alessandro De Luca.” “Successor recognized.”