Diamond Sampson Actor Novels & Stories

She questions in disbelief, although I wrote my last name, and not Damon's. "Yes. "I reply. Not finding it necessary to explain that I soon will no longer be Mrs. Hudson. She shows her excitement and requests a picture. I smile at her cuteness and agree to take a selfie with her. Damon is not an average person around these parts. He's the CEO and owner of Glam Jewelries. His simplicity is the exact opposite of his fame. He's incredibly wealthy but chooses to act like an average man. Many controversies came up when the news of my intention to divorce Damon came out.

He stepped on them without hesitation. Looking up, Samantha saw his long legs clad in black suit pants that accentuated his tall and lean frame. Tracing it down to his face, he had a face that could charm anyone – sharp features and deep-set eyes as dark as an icy abyss. Seeing the owner of the face, her feet turned cold. An icy coldness spread through her body, making her feel numb as if she was immersed in icy water. Her gaze was cold like winter snow. It was him again. He was back to ruin her completely. Davis Del Rio. Her Precious Ex Husband.

We went to my dance studio. “Ten minutes,” I said. “That’s all.” “I don’t have an excuse,” she admitted. “I slept with Caspian.” “You think that’s why I’m angry?” I snapped. “I’m mad because you deserve better. Caspian is broken, Ruby. He destroys everything he touches.” She sobbed harder. “My dad went bankrupt after Troy and I broke up,” she confessed. “I had to survive.” I froze. “Your dad is bankrupt?” She nodded.

Why don’t you try stamping on his fine leather shoes next or snatching the Rolex off his wrist and smashing it off the ground? His lips pursed, he fixed me with a cold, hard glare. “Yes, that’s me, grotty Greyson, also known as grimy Greyson, Greyson Smelliot and Smelly Elliot. I tend to go by Greyson or Mr Elliot these days. You can call me Mr Elliot. I assume we went to school together?” “Zoe, Zoe Smithson.”

<< If you work with Damon, then I think you're well worth it. I look at his card. Johnatan Chen. CEO of Sapphire. << I'm not asking you to give me a answer right away. But think about it. All right ? » I nod and he kisses my hand. “Sasha do you need me to take you back?” I turn back to Damon. I know him now. And I know that when I can see his jaw bone perfectly, he's not happy. I look at Ella who is waiting behind him. She doesn't want me to say yes.

the King smirked. He leaned to kiss the skin behind his earlobe before whispering "Diamond" causing shivers to run in Jimmy's body. He kissed his neck, "Diamond." He placed his hand on his waist and kissed his right shoulder, "Diamond." then the left one, "Diamond." This time, he faced him and look right into his eyes. He smiled and placed a kiss on his lips, "My beautiful, my strong, my unbreakable and my precious Diamond."

“You’re lucky I don’t throw a shoe at your head. And please do not take the money from him. Take it from me, I do not want him paying.” “I’d deserve it,” I said, trailing after her, unable to stop the grin on my face. “And miss, I doubt that you should be taking anything from her. What would they call me? A barbarian or a monster, if I allowed her to be the one to pay while I stood and watched. I'm sorry but I'm a man of class and I'm not going to allow my woman to pay.” “Well, that would require me to be your woman, wouldn't it, Damon?” Sienna sassed. The saleswoman, laughed and looked at the two of us before turning her attention to me.

"Have you watched red sword romance?" Santiago asked and I vigorously nodded my head. I have watched that movie a thousand times. "Great so you know Samirah Brooks then. I want you to do that part were she was disguised as an intern at the hospital but was an assassin on a mission to kill Diamond.." "Okay got it." I acted the part the best I could. Making sure I wasn't acting like Maeve Lara who portrayed Samirah but as me feeling myself like I was Samirah and was involved in the same situation she was in.

Not today anyway. Ogling him wouldn't make him go away, and I had no interest in confronting him regarding why he'd asked about me. So, I went back to my dressing station and began to reapply the heavy makeup that I hoped hid my identity. It might not actually do the trick, but I'd convinced myself that I was a different person when I caked it on. Nikki Wilson wasn't the girl on that stage taking off her clothes for strangers; Diamond was. And Diamond was edgy, strong, a force to be reckoned with. She had gumption, determination. Her give-a-fuck didn't even register. The second the first beat played through the speakers, Nikki became Diamond, and Diamond owned that stage.