Novel & Cerita Damon And Elena Daughter

The moment their eyes met, the world around them faded; it was just the three of them now, their bond stronger than ever. “Damien,” she breathed, tears of joy spilling down her cheeks. “You’re back.” He rushed to her side, kneeling before her, and his gaze shifted to the tiny bundle in her arms. “Our daughter…” he whispered, awe flooding through him as he took in the sight of their child. “Her name is Luna,” Elena said softly, pride shining in her eyes. “I wanted to name her after the Moon Goddess for watching over us.” Damien felt his heart swell as he gazed at Luna, the tiny fingers grasping at the air, as if reaching for him. “Luna,” he repeated, his voice filled with love. “It’s perfect.

“Let's be very realistic. Damon did not want to have a child with Lysandra. If he did, he would have had one by now. Whatever the reason that he had in his mind, he did not want to become a father with her. He did not see himself as a father. However, he is learning to be a father to Isla.” “Her presence here is becoming nothing more than a burden.” She said, and I crossed my arms over my chest as I looked at her. “You want to hide from treating her as the girl that you love, the girl that you want to protect, to the girl that is not your enemy. I really am curious about your reason because I am pretty sure that you have none.” I said, and she looked away from me. “Because she’s changed,” Ev

She never saw her son fight with her over a woman, so she assumed he liked her. "I don't care if you like her or don't want to take Patricia as your mate because all I want is someone from a powerful background, and judging by the look of this situation, she appears to be nothing more than an omega!" Damon was stunned as the reality hit him hard. He still had to tell his mother that Elevena is only a human, which gave him more headaches. But if he didn't tell her anything, she'd eventually figure it out on her own, which would be more dangerous and difficult to deal with.

“Fine. Father, as far as anyone knows, she is a wolfless Omega. I don’t know why I’m going along with you two on this.” They disconnected the call, and Damien turned his smoldering gaze back on Elena. “Now, where were we…” He cupped her face in his hands and dipped in for a gentle kiss, one that she immediately deepened. “We should go,” Elena said with a gentle push against his chest. “Your father will wonder what’s keeping us.”

No wonder I had ended up like this. " Though we are twins, we have different fathers " Damien continued, too bored to taunt me any further. " That was what scared Elena. She didn't want to lose her husband's affection, even though she didn't love him, she didn't want to go back to living in the slums with her parents. So she did what she thought was right, she took the baby she thought had her lover's DNA and she had him sent off, to be killed "

“This cunt was made for me. My forbidden blood. My wife.” He fucked me harder then. His hips snapped as his cock slammed deep. The wet sounds of our bodies filled the villa. I came, screaming, my walls pulsing around his thick shaft. He followed with a deep, guttural groan, burying himself to the hilt and pumping me full of hot, thick cum. We stayed locked together, breathing each other in. ═══❖═══ Damien POV – Six Months Later Elena walked along the beach at sunset, five months pregnant. Her belly was rounded with my child, the evidence of our sin growing inside her. She was fucking radiant.

Elena’s restraint snapped. “Calm down?” she snapped, her voice rising. “You want me to calm down after catching my husband in bed with my boss’s daughter?” Her laugh was sharp and brittle. “Are you not ashamed of yourself, Karios? She’s young enough to be your child. She’s your friend’s daughter. How do you think Damien will feel when he finds out?” Her voice wavered at the end, the anger trembling dangerously close to tears. Elena’s gaze shifted to Sorcha, hard and unforgiving.

She looked around thirty, elegant and confident. Victor stood up with a rare smile. “Elena. I did not know you were coming.” Elena Langford. Victor’s daughter and Damien’s half-sister. Her eyes landed on me immediately. “So this is the new wife. Ava, right? You are younger than I expected.” “Nice to meet you,” I said politely. Elena smiled, but it did not reach her eyes. She studied me like I was a problem to solve. Later that afternoon, she found me alone in the library.

I told Hayes. "Ma'am, she's Mr. Sterling's mother—" "I don't care. She brought that bunny. She contaminated our daughter. She's not coming near Charlotte again." "Elena." Calloway appeared behind me. "My mother didn't know. She was trying to do something nice." "How do you know she didn't know? How do you know she's not working with Damien? Or Natasha? Or—" "Because she's my mother." "And Sienna was Damien's girlfriend. And Natasha was your fiancée. And look how that turned out."

"You think I'm disgusting for telling the truth? What was the excuse this time? Did you spill juice on your suit again?" "I needed to change my shirt…" "It doesn't matter what excuse you use. We both know what you were doing." My voice dropped to a whisper. "And it doesn't matter anyway. Early or late, you would have ended up in her bed eventually." "That's enough!" Damien shouted. "For the last time, Elara, where is my daughter?" I looked at him. This man who had called Lily a mistake. Who had chosen a dog over his dying child. Who had spent her final hours in another woman's arms.