Novel & Cerita Damon-salvatore Gifs

A nervous laugh escaped me—then immediately turned into a groan as I clutched my stomach. Nope. It didn’t help. I was still panicking. Because here was the issue: Damiano wasn’t some random guy you clap back at, then mute on I*******m. No. He was Damiano freaking Valentino. Mafia lord and Salvatore's third in command. Murderous glare. Walking nightmare in an expensive suit. And I… I had just told him off. “Congratulations,” I muttered to myself, dragging my palms down my face until my cheeks squished like a sad pancake. “You’ve officially signed your own death certificate—with glitter pen. Maybe he’ll frame it.”

(Serena) Damon’s shouts still vibrate in the air. Savannah’s shrill sobs riding the edge of hysteria. My my, how the tables turn. I don’t smile but I want to. But all I can see is the man Damon floored. His jaw grotesquely swollen, blood streaking his mouth and chin. The side of his face is a mess and his eye is already blooming from the impact on his jaw. Everyone’s eyes are locked on Savannah and Nico, drinking in the scandal like it’s wine.

“ Daddy ! “ said Angelo rushing towards them . He grabbed Damian’s arm and pulled him . “ Please don’t be angry with my daddy today Damian . I wanna swim with you . Join me ! “ said Angelo . “ ….Saved by your little kid once again . “ said Damian with a smirk . “ He is my angel . “ said Antonio with a proud smile after his son got him away from Damian’s claws . They walked to the pool and Antonio sat down at their place . When they took off their shirts , Antonio gulped a little when he saw the strong abs of Damian . ‘ What great abs….. ‘ thought Antonio with an amazed expression . Damian’s skin was clear and his abs were like a living sculpture . All the other people around them turned thei

But Damon just smiled, his eyes glinting with ruthlessness. "I'm afraid it's not negotiable, Mr. Kendrick," he said. "Either you agree to my terms, or we walk away." Kendrick's face paled, but he nodded, his voice barely above a whisper. "Okay, deal." Damon smiled, feeling a rush of triumph. He stood up, his eyes never leaving Kendrick's face. "Welcome to the team, Mr. Kendrick," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I'm sure we'll have a very... profitable relationship."

I cried out as pain radiated through my bones. “Don’t fucking touch her!” Domenico roared, appearing at the door with at least four of my grandfather’s men in tow. He shoved Salvatore back and turned to me. “Are you okay?” I could feel the sting of tears in my eyes as I held my face, but I managed to nod. Domenico’s eyes were slits as he looked to where Salvatore’s hand had been, then he turned back around. I could feel the rage racing to the surface, his muscles tightening. “You son of a bitch.”

Damien smirk. Don stoop up from the floor, and turn into something huge… … … … . SLAY MONSTER???? "Slay monster?? But I captured you??". Damien questioned surprisingly. How come it's here?? "Wrong! You took my father away, not me". He groaned. " I'm Dante Olson ". Dante said, who's also known as Don Damien suddenly laughs. " So I captured your father and you're looking for the white goblin instead of your father?? If I were your father I would have killed you the day you were born". Damien said.

“Explain what this is, Antonio.” The man lifted both hands in the air. “Salvatore, stop getting worked up. I wanted a moment with your wife. It's not like I'm going to eat her.” Damien's fist connected with his jaw. He stumbled backward, slamming into our table. I flinched, taking a step back as Damien crouched beside him. He crumbled the card into a ball and shoved it into the man's mouth. The man choked, hitting Damien's chest as he tried to push him off.

Cynthia giggled . " What's so funny about this now ?" asked Damon turning the music low . "Damon a pice of advise please nevr try to be a singer in your life ." said Cynthia . " Oh shutup ain't i great at it , i was thinking of singing as my career ." said Damon sarcastically . " Yeah sure i belive there will be miilions of people at your concert ." added Cynthia sarcastically still trying hard to control her laughter . " Well even if they don't i 'll compel them ." said Damon with an evil smirk.Cynthia shook his head narrowing her eys giving a no-one-can-help-you-damon reaction . Damon smiled .

"Why don't you show me how much you like this as well!" Damien grinned and nodded. Slipping his long body off the couch and onto the floor between her legs, he complied with her wishes. He slipped his tongue out and circled the treasure before him, catching the first few drops of moisture that had started to leak out between her lips. The moan she let out came from her belly, deep and long. "YESSSS! I have waited all day for this."

"You're right. Safety might be relative in your situation. But you're not actively being hurt right now. That's a start." "Is it?" Luca looked at her directly. "Because I feel like I'm just waiting for the next bad thing to happen. I feel like this is temporary and any moment someone's going to drag me back to....." His voice cracked. "I can't do this." "Yes, you can. You already are." Downstairs, Dante's phone buzzed. Unknown number. He answered it anyway. "Dante Salvatore." The voice on the other end was heavily accented Russian. "This is Viktor Kozlov. I believe we need to have a conversation."