Pip X Damien Novels & Stories

He admired what Damien was doing amidst grief. " What are you waiting for? Track this number down for me. I need it in twenty minutes. They shouldn't have gone far." Damien murmured the latter part of the sentence. He wanted to be by Zeta's side all day, he wanted her to open her eyes. " Get out now." He repeated calm manner, which made Daniel's hands speed over the keyboard like lightning. He had to connect to his server at home and the tracking began. Damien wanted to call Alpha Paul. In times like this, one needed all the support he could get from people that have connections.

Damien was sitting in his study room working on the documents he had brought home from the office. He had a dark expression on his face as he kept reading the document in hand. After a while, he placed the document down on the table and grabbed his phone beside him and dialed the number of a certain someone. “I saw her yesterday.” Damien suddenly spoke immediately the call connected. “The woman who took your virginity? Besides, did you see my caller ID and the picture? What does it mean?” The angry voice of a man rang out from the other side of the call.

It was the news about Damian , Charlotte’s first lover he was arrested for cybercrime and internet hacking. It was said that Damian early indulgence and love for money led him into studying computer programming. He used this knowledge to hack into Top class businesses account and wired about 80 percent of their fund into an untraceable account. Damian evil doing was caught when He was about to defraud The Gray’s account.

Then he walked out. Later, Damien headed to the bookstore to meet his private investigator about Katherina’s reinstatement. Damien spotted the private investigator wearing sunglasses and a hat, waiting outside. He walked right up to him. “Okay, get to the point. What do you have for me?” Damien asked sharply. The PI hesitated a bit. “Alright, I found some things. I have contacts inside the board. But here’s the interesting part…” “I don’t have time for games, Davies. Just say it,” Damien said, cutting him off.

Damian coaxed, placing a fleeting kiss on her forehead. She sighed hugging him, they both looked back to their two pups playing and having fun. “Thank you” Damian whispered, stroking her back. She raised her head to him smiling “Why?” “For being an amazing woman to me, a trustworthy Luna to this pack, and a wonderful mother to our pups” He muttered. Taking her hands he placed a kiss on them “Life with you is seamless” He whispered. She giggled “You made it easy for me, D. So thank you too,” She said.

"You guys suck! I'm so fucking both of you in the ass tonight, you two Xavier! My cock is so going in your ass!" Damien said angrily which caused Xavier to throw his head back laughing louder.

"The same way he's known for a while. We're both people who know things before they're said. That's apparently one of the things we have in common." Damien looked at her for a moment. Something in his expression was not the drawing room weight—something older and warmer and settled. "She's the right person," he said. The same sentence as February. Different quality now — not paying a cost. Just accurate. "I know," she said. "So is he." Damien smiled—the real version, both corners, not the surface one. "Good," he said. "I'll see you Saturday. I'm bringing Niamh's photographs of the abutment. You'll want to see what interesting movement looks like in a Victorian railway viaduct."

Felix's expression turned cold, and he spoke with anger, "I'll go, who is the idiot spreading these rumors? Damien is unbeatable in the universe, cool and handsome!" "Damien? Who is he?" "It must be the boss!" "The poor and the detestable are counting their chickens before they hatch, disaster will strike them tomorrow!" ... Felix didn't have time to deal with the I*******m Live, so he signed out and went to check the trending topics on blogs.

🌹 Damien 🌹 The underground safehouse was dimly lit, the harsh fluorescent lights flickering intermittently as the team settled into a rare moment of calm. The air was thick with exhaustion, the weight of their near-constant battle settling heavily on each member of the group. Damien leaned against a table, eyes closed, taking in the muffled sounds of distant gunfire and the steady hum of the bunker’s generators. It had been a long day—too long. The chaos of the mission still lingered in his mind, but for the first time in days, the team had found a brief window to breathe. They were alive. For now, that was enough.

Damien didn’t laugh this time but he just smiled. “Yes, his name is Xavier. I know you will not want to hear this, but we have been intimate… I’m sorry Damien, I didn’t know.” I said, as a stray tear fell from my cheek. Damien suddenly took me in his arms and held me.