Novel & Cerita Damien Pip

“Please Papa.” Papa’s face remained impassive. “This is what’s best for the pack. Your are of no value to me in this pack, but you can at least be useful to someone else. Consider yourself lucky that Thorne wants you.” I turned to Damien, the eldest. His face was cold, devoid of any hint of sympathy. His eyes, dark and cruel, met mine with amusement. He was enjoying this, enjoying the way I was breaking apart. “Damien, please,” I whispered, my voice cracking, “help me.”

Daniel asked. Liam smacked his tongue as his phone rang and he picked it up almost immediately. “Yes?” “I found something. I have forwarded it to you,” the man answered. Liam ended the call and then went through the file the mad had just sent. He twitched his mouth upward as he read it and then nodded his head. He had just sent Damien’s picture to the man and had told him to find out everything he could about him. “He is an ex-convict… under the charge of illegal filming of women nudes,” Liam spoke out.

with a hand on his cheek, he flexed his jaw to ease the sting in his cheek. Groaning in irritation he leaned back on his desk. Running a hand through his hair he swept the stray locks back only for them to slowly fall back over his forehead. Sighing he looked back to his tablet. Grabbing it he began going over the files Alec had gotten him about Damien. According to his findings, the man was a convicted felon with multiple charges of assault, robbery, breaking and entering. This guy had so many charges going as far as being caught selling drugs and being involved with some nasty people in the underworld.

"Evening, as some of you know and some of you don't, my name is Damien. I'm twenty-seven years old and I am the owner of this place." Raven's mouth dropped, what? How was he so successful at such a young age. Raven lightly poked the girl next to her so that she could get her attention. "What does he do for a living?" she whispered. "He is the CEO of Luxshmier. Don't you know them? They are very popular and that's where he gets his wealth from." "Did he star......." Before Raven could finish her sentence, she was cut off: "Can you speak when it's your turn to make an introduction." said Damien.

But one sharp look from Damien sent her hurrying out without a word. The door clicked shut behind her. Now it was just the two of us. Damien turned fully toward me and tucked his cock back into his pants with lazy confidence. He was taller than I expected, six-foot-four of solid muscle wrapped in tailored power. His black shirt was unbuttoned at the collar, his dark hair slightly messy from the sex. Those piercing gray eyes moved over my body like he could see straight through my black dress. “You’re not security,” he said, his voice still rough. “And you’re not a cleaner. So who the fuck are you, little thief?”

Only for me to see something I never bargained for. Damien was in my bathroom, his lips slightly opened like he was groaning and mike on his knees sucking his dick. He had captioned. “Good dick sucker but you are the best” What the fuck!

The man pouted into his drink, unhappy with his thoughts of April and the years that he’d missed. “Are you still interested in her?” The answer was obvious to Neil. He looked at Damien and could see his reaction. Damien never acted differently with women. Now Neil understood why he didn’t. Damien had fallen for April years ago and hadn’t realized it. Her uniqueness made him fall for her at first sight. Neil pretended to scratch an itch on his nose to hide his smile. This was a fine mess his friend was in. Even if it’s not a laughing matter. “I don’t know.” Damien said as he pondered his thoughts and the ripples the ice made in his drink. “Yes, maybe. I think so.” He looked up and studied the

She was the most beautiful thing in his world, and he would do anything to protect her from the darkness that was coming. He just hoped it would be enough. --- Back in his penthouse, Damien sat in his study, staring at his phone. It was well past midnight, but sleep was impossible. Every lead had turned cold, every search had come up empty. The phone rang suddenly, the sound sharp in the quiet room. Damien grabbed it immediately. "Hello?" "Hello, little brother." Damien's blood turned to ice. He recognized the voice instantly, It was Daniel. "Daniel." Damien called.

Who knew how long I was going to be in this dark, smelly place without food or water. "Mother, please give me strength," I whispered slowly, trying to comfort myself, for I knew this was just the beginning of my journey. ...... "The girl, how's she?" A young man with stricken features asked as he adjusted himself on his chair. He was dressed in a black suit, which made him look like the devil. Damian was a hired mercenary, a merciless killer who had been trained for years to skillfully eliminate important figures in society. Merely looking at him, he appeared human, but being trained in the laboratory made him stronger, as he had undergone a series of experiments since he was a child.

Damien believed he was that way, and now, seeing Lucian doing the same to him, he understood how wrong he had been. Before Damien arrived at the Black Night Pack house territory, he had been sure his plan was foolproof and he was going to rescue Emberlynn without any form of drama. But he was surprised he had been ambushed. With all that Lucian had said, he seemed to know he was coming to his pack house. Someone was a spy in his and had told Lucian he would be arriving. Damien snarled. Both Lucian, Selene and the spy he was going to kill all three of them as soon as he stepped out of the dratted prison.