Damon Salvatore Rule Novels & Stories

Damon asked, and I couldn’t help but sit up upright. What did they mean by I’ll be seized by the camp guards in a few minutes? I haven’t done anything wrong, so why? "Yes, apparently you guys are breaking rule number 1 in the contest rule book,” Leo said, and I got confused all over again. “What rule book? And how are we breaking rule number 1? Somebody talk to me right this minute.” I screamed once I saw they were not answering my questions. “Calm down and take a deep breath,” Damon said, and I tried to calm down, taking a very deep breath.

Samantha yelled inside, trying to solve the puzzle. "Congratulations to both of you; from now on, both of you are the heirs of Salvatore Assets." The attorney announced Liam smiled devilishly in response, but there are no expressions on Aaron's face because he was never crazy after money and power. "This is the first victory of my war." Aaron, when my brother gets ready, I’ll snatch everything from you, including your wife, Samantha." Liam yelled inside. Damon is staring at Liam in anger. "Bastard, cheater! "I won't leave you!" Damon yelled inside.

Before he left Roman walked up to her, and Raven was caught off-guard, his scent was really good and he was way more handsome up close. "Can I have your number?" "Sure," Raven told him her digits and he saved it. "Talk to you later." Roman winked at her as he went out and when she looked next to him she found Damien watching her. He didn't say anything to her as he also walked out after Roman Early access to chapters: www.patreon.com/taniashava

The game became more intense. Every time he scored, he gave me that irritating little smile. Every time I scored, I celebrated just to annoy him. Finally, I managed to get another point. "Yes!" I raised my arms. Damien laughed. "You're celebrating too early." I pointed the paddle at him. "If I beat you, you have to get me whatever I want." He raised an eyebrow. "And if I win?" I hesitated. "You tell me." His eyes held mine. "If I win, I get to do what I want with you, right here.”

Now that I finally know the truth. "Cut their wings…" I trailed off and slowly opened my eyes. Everyone turned to me. "We can do that. If we'll use the people supporting them." A smile crept on Mr. Green's lips. He stared at me and slowly shook his head. "You are really a Salvador, Lucky. You're just as cunning as your father." I felt something in my heart as I slowly gave him a smile. "How do we do that?" Duncan asked. "By digging his allies' dirt," Damien answered while he's darkly staring at the dining table. His face was dark and his eyes were brooding and ruthless. When he lifted his face, he looked at his dad.

He wasn’t even halfway through when Damian suddenly spoke. “Salvo.” The driver paused. Damian had already pulled out his phone. He scrolled quickly before holding the screen in front of the man. “Was it this man?” The driver looked closely. Then nodded immediately. “Yes.” “That’s him.” The name meant nothing to me. So I turned to Damian. “Who is Salvo?” Damian’s expression hardened slightly. “One of Victor’s men.” Silence filled the small store. For a moment, none of us spoke. Then I thanked the men for their time and walked back to the car.

"Damian can control her, no matter how powerful and dangerous she is, she can't defy him, neither she can hurt him, it's a rule. Didn't you see how she agreed to move into his room when she was clearly against it..." Jack explained her carefully... "Rule ?, What rule ?" She asked confused... "Ashton told me once about it, that Renzo their chief made these rules and they are mandatory, no matter what you can't break them. Often his students completes their training and become arrogant or start misusing their powers for their own benefits, so Renzo made rules for his students that no matter what they can't hurt their bosses and defy their orders or betray them, and if they do then Renzo will k

“Do not play games with me. You will give me answers. Or your empire burns—from north to south. Forty-eight hours. You get her name cleared, or I destroy everything you have ever built.” A small laugh escaped him. “Forty-eight hours?” “Yes. Forty-eight hours,” I repeated. My men shifted, silent and ready. The room felt alive, like a beast waiting to pounce. Salvatore’s smirk widened. Then he said something that froze the blood in my veins. “Do you remember the Domingos?” I blinked. The name was like a bomb detonating in my mind. “What do you mean?” I asked cautiously. “They returned,” Salvatore said smoothly. “Empowered, funded, and seeking revenge. I aligned with them.”

I grab his asset and fuck! I step back in fear, breaking the kiss, and in the end, Santino ends up knocking my lip. My hand feels my lips that feel raw. Some blood stains my finger where he bit me. “Fuck you!” “Are you sure? That you want to do that? ‘Cause you chickened out the moment you felt my dick. I did warn you not to test me, Samantha. I am the dragon king. I am way much bigger than your average human being.” He smirks, and fuck, he can be just as cocky as Maximo if he wanted to. I finally conclude that Santino is dangerously ruthless, and he knows I am scared of the monster in his pants.

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