Diamond Sampson Actor Novels & Stories

She secretly fixed her hair and checked her teeth on the screen of her phone before making her way toward Damon. "hello, I'm Jasmin Bassett… Lilliana and Cameron's dance coach, you must be??" She introduced herself, holding out her manicured hand for Damon's. Accepting her hand, the man said "I'm Damon… Damon Michaelson, I'm her father's friend" for some unknown reason, he never liked telling the world that he was Lilliana's supposed uncle.

Her curiosity piqued as he finally broke the silence, uttering a name that sent a ripple of recognition through her memory. "Dario, Dario Simpson," he queried, and she nodded in response. Memories of distant high school days flooded back, recalling snippets of Dario Simpson's name frequently mentioned among her friends. "Dario Simpson, the heir to the Simpson enterprise," she confirmed. Mr. Devon let out an audible sigh, as if her acknowledgment had already fulfilled half of his request. "He had a terrible accident three weeks ago, on the same night you encountered my car," he admitted.

Blake Group officially announced its bankruptcy in a month. Wesley became paralyzed after a stroke caused by stress. Laura scammed Dean out of the last dollar he had and ran away after aborting the baby. As for Dean? Well, he had fallen from the top of the pyramid, becoming a despised and scorned outcast. It was raining that day. I had just clocked out of work when I saw a familiar figure standing at the hospital's entrance. It was Dean, standing in the middle of the storm, supported by crutches.

"This apartment is the cage he bought for you, right?" Samantha stopped smiling. She turned her body, facing the camera sideways. "You misunderstood. Cassian and I are in the past." Wynn, in high heels, walked closer. They stood an arm's length apart. Wynn raised her hand, snatched the diamond earring from Samantha's ear with a clean, sharp motion. Samantha gasped in pain, holding her ear as she backed up. Wynn held the earring, her voice turning frigid. "Did you earn these hundred-thousand-dollar diamonds yourself, Ms. Fernandez? Or did you spend my brother's money?"

“I listen to country music and bake desserts for a living.” “Noted. Okay well, the band he’s lead singer with has a cult following. Heavy metal. But they live that lifestyle too. Drugs, sex, booze.” “I wonder what made Savannah leave James and go with him?” “Well, honey, we don’t care about that. Point is, she did it.” She clicks. More photos. Savannah with heavy eyeliner and half a dress. Damon Cross flipping off the paparazzi while leading her into a club. “Wow, she looks stoned off her face…”

What did I do to make him cheat? Damian and I met when we became co-stars in the movie 'Dreamscape', where he became my leading man. Throughout the production, he keeps making his moves on me, telling me affirmations that often make me flattered and blush. Many people on social media keep saying our chemistry is undeniable. That's why they anticipated our movie more than we expected.

The Comms Blackout: Their personal phones were set to bypass any emergency calls from the company so they would not be disturbed. The Unrefined Security: The valuable diamond was safe in the vault proving that the true value of their relationship was in its simplicity and honesty. As they drove out of the city the silence in the car was nice and calming. The sun was shining, casting a light on the dashboard and Elena's cream-colored jacket.

"You're wrong, even God takes pity on us no matter how grave our sins could be, how much more a human like you and I. Fernando is not as cruel as you think, he has a diamond heart" I snickered at his last sentence. "A diamond heart you say?" I inquired and he nods, "just wait until he gets here only then can you tell if he really does has...." I trailed off when the door flew open and my ex-husband barged in. His fragrance hits my nose and I sniff it in like there was no tomorrow, how I missed his smell. "And here he comes" I muttered under my breath and glance away. "You're here, buddy. We apologize for not appearing at the pre-trial, my client's health was at stake that's why" I heard Anto

Then Damon stepped forward, jaw clenched, eyes sharp as knives. “I’m guessing this is all about money, right?” he said. “So talk business. Tell me what you want—then release Sadie and Daven.” “Only Sadie and Daven?” the man asked, raising a brow. “What about your father? Your ex-wife? This friend of yours?” Damon let out a short, humorless scoff. “You’re my father’s trusted man, aren’t you? Silas Aldo.” His tone sharpened, like he was pulling back flesh to reveal the truth underneath.