Damien X Pip Novels & Stories

“Did you school at Bright Doves Academy? My friend Winx just said she saw it in your Wikipedia. I’m stunned that you’re in Wikipedia but that was my middle school.” Damien immediately got hot, he took his window down, looking for the words to say. “I moved schools a lot and that’s middle school so maybe yes, I could have.” Arya nodded understandably then typed a reply. “He said he might have. He moved a lot.” Damien watched her expressions from the side mirror. So she had been speaking with her best friend again? Why was the girl searching about him? His pasts would soon be exposed.

Even while handling his drug cases with me, he thought that I didn't know him but no one knows him better than me. "Mr. Clayton" Damien stood up and welcomed him with a small smile. I know it was a forced one. He doesn't like Richard and wants to kill him whenever he sees him but he is controlling himself. "Do you know each other?" Richard asked, his eyes moving between me and Damien. "Philip is my old friend," Damien said casually. "So..." I released a deep breath. "Ohh," Richard nodded his head. Damien stepped back and Richard came forward. He also brought flowers and fruits for Aiden. His tiny eyes followed the treat as he placed them beside Damien's. I am sure he was looking for chocolat

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. "C'mon give me that chinese girl number. I want to know what it feels like f**king an Asian girl" Damien said. Vinson was somewhere in a corner calling his girlfriend. "She is Asian, she won’t give in that easily" Philip said and Damien laugh. "Have you forgotten who I am?" "No I haven’t, you are a bad boy" "Exactly. Give me her number and I am going to show you what I can do. I’m not a handsome baddie for nothing"

"I already spent five years being Mrs. Adrian and look how that turned out." "Xavier was a parasite." Damian's voice goes cold enough to frost the whiskey he's sipping. "He took everything and gave nothing. I'm offering the opposite." "Wow, how generous." I let out a laugh, checking my phone. "Twelve minutes.” “Don't lie to yourself. Part of you still wants to know why I have to say. So Selene darling, do me a favor…do us a favor and stop counting.” “Damn you. We'll talk fast.”

He’s a tamer version of Dante with the right amount of Damien mixed up in one just as deadly combination. Damitri is heavy handed and shot first ask questions later type of guy but I know that even though my guys are like that, with me they are all giant teddy bears filled with nothing but mushy stuff and love. “Call Liam and have him come over and wait with you” Damien says as an order more then a suggestion.

"You understand my situation and are very much aware of how dangerous it is for you to keep coming here." "You need not bother yourself about that. Besides, I look fine. Do I look like who's dying anytime soon?" Mark asked, assessing himself. He couldn't tell the same for Damien, though. With the appearance of a twenty-five-year-old, tall, domineering, he was, in fact, old. Damien was times six of the present age, he was assuming. Mark was right, Damien mused. He looked hale and hearty and wasn't even exhibiting any of the symptoms of the others.

She poked and flipped the slices while she thought about what had happened over the past few days. Damien wanted to give her some space; to let her think things out without him sitting there, watching her, making her paranoid that he might be listening in on her thoughts. He purposefully shut out her presence, completely blocking out any feelings and thoughts that she might inadvertently send his way. He walked over to the spot that she had danced in and found the sweet spot for the sound pouring out of the system. He sat down and let the waves and notes of that wonderful music flow around him. He thought back to when this music was new, bringing up with it all those memories of that time. T

Damian asked coldly. "In the dungeon boss." Grey answered. Damian stood up and left the room with Grey trailing behind him. *********** ~DUNGEON~ Damian watched angrily as a man probably in his mid twenties was chained against the wall. He had blue and black bruises all over his body which was a result of the beating he recieved from Damian's guards. "What do you think you would gain my stealing from me?" He asked taking slow strides towards the already shivering man. "I'm so sorry boss. I don't know what came over me. I needed money urgently so I....."

"...Cheers to more profits ahead." They raised their glasses and drank. "So," asked Damian as he finished his champagne, " what brings you back to New York?" "Nothing really. Sometimes we all need a break from work. I did meet someone though and I'm really into her. She is simply just so mysterious and sexy." "She good in bed?" Xavier smirked. "I can't kiss and tell." They both chuckled. "So what about you? Anyone special?" Damian was not sure how to answer that question. As he thought of a response, he looked around for Lilian. Soon Xavier's phone rang.

His red eyes glittered eerily as his eyes never left the baby in Talia's arms. "That's none of your business", Cassie said. "Why don't you just leave us alone?". "I have no issue with you bitch",Damian said. "I'm just after Xavier. I told you I don't forget so easily. I always get my revenge". "Revenge for what?",Tabitha snapped. "Raping a defenceless woman? You should be ashamed of your bloody self".