Private Desmond Doss Novels & Stories

Desmond did not go any further; he calmly walked up to her, threw back a sentence: 'Get coffee,' then turned around to return to the restaurant. Fiona Forger glared at the tall figure of the man; hm, could she wave her hand and leave? Can't, she doesn't dare! How, say, Boss Desmond is also the biggest creditor of Forger Corporation today. If she knows what, it's best not to anger him. Come on, drink coffee, drink coffee! Who would have thought that a busy person like Boss Desmond would have time to drink afternoon tea with Fiona Forger? Sitting down, Damian Desmond took off his vest, slipped it on the chair's armrest, then unbuttoned his sleeve and flipped it up twice to reveal his strong ar

Desmond drove in a Merry mood, gently swaying and singing along Bruno Mars Versace on the floor. he was alone in the car of course he's human... he brings out his soft side when he's alone. just returning from a baseball game where he scheduled a meeting with his superstar boxer friend, Dillion by name and his manager. the manager also double as Desmond's lawyer after his business meeting with his new associates he gets to discuss his divorce finalization with his lawyer which he have put in place with his 'wife ' April

I grabbed his arm and shook him to stop him from opening his mouth more. “It’s the truth,” Desmond continued, completely disregarding my objection to his words. “I am a spirit, not a human. Not any spirit, but a demon. Sorry to hide this from you. My feelings for your daughter, however, remain the same. I am madly in love with Cassidy_”

My voice trailed off as anger and disbelief mingled. Desmond leaned back slightly, his jaw tight with controlled frustration. “He actually did send someone to spy on me. Lucky for me, I ran into the guy almost immediately. One look, and I knew exactly what was happening. I didn’t even waste time—I threw my fist, and the man was out cold on the floor. Didn’t even stick around to explain. He wasn’t worth my time.” I gasped softly, the image making my chest tighten. “Desmond… that’s dangerous. What if something had happened to him? Or to you? What if—”

“This message is for the remaining Viper operatives. The time has come to revive the order. The Novairs are to be exterminated. Priority targets: Sebastian. Alessio. Kierra and that thieving bitch, Melanie” Hearing my name made my stomach lurch. “Secondary targets: Alexandrei Reyes, and little Tobias.” Aemond cursed under his breath. "What the fuck is going on?! Even the child?!" “Pause it,” I ordered. Alex froze the video. “I recognize the voice,” I murmured. “Modulated, but… it’s him.” “Who?” I asked. “D-Desmond.” I felt the blood drain from my face. Sebastian cursed, pacing. “Desmond Hail. Of course. He mentored Damian. Taught him how to build power from ashes. I should’ve seen it this co

He stood up, rounding his desk to where she stood facing straight forward. “There's a man in Mexico city. A very powerful man that threatens my position as the top worldwide.” His voice lowers to almost a whisper, the strong breathy smell of toba**o fanning her face. “Don Antonio Alvarez. You will infiltrate his mansion and assassinate him quietly. No mistakes.” Her head shot up. “Another don?” Darius’ brow lifted slightly. “Are you perhaps hesitant right now?” His voice dipped lethally. “I'm not,” Alina said quickly.

There was nothing impressive about their capability. During his time in Skyriv, Steelification Doyen was the only person who had caused him immense pressure and threatened his life, yet he ended up killing Steelification Doyen. He asked, “Who is Mr. Hann?” Desmond said mockingly, “How have you survived this long when you don’t even know about Mr. Hann?” Kayson gave him a ferocious slap. “Stop talking nonsense!” Desmond was so furious that he wanted to cut up Kayson with his gaze. He behaved himself a little right away.

Damon "Come in,"I said as a knock landed at the door. I looked up as the door pulled open with a creak sound, revealing Desmond, who walked in dressed in a black suit and black jeans. He walked toward me as a bright smile spread across his face. "Good morning, Alpha."he greeted with his head bowed, and I nodded my head gently. "What's up with your early visit and the happy face?"I asked, and he smiled gently. I looked at him patiently as I stroked my chin with my hand.

Desmond pov How would I describe the man before me? Perhaps the perfect word for him would be insane. He was unpredictable. He was a Voss. In the business world, he was the kind of man you shouldn’t be, the kind of man you needed connections with, and exactly the kind of man you should never, by all means mess with. That was how powerful and dangerous he was.

I had barely finished my drink when my phone rang. An unfamiliar number flashed across the screen. And I answered it more out of curiosity, than expectation. Assuming it was another creditor or business contact seeking favors I had no intention of granting. But the voice from the other end was smooth, cultured, and entirely unexpected. And the moment he identified himself. Every careful plan I had just finished assembling with Clara, suddenly felt considerably smaller than the one apparently already unfolding without my knowledge. "Susan!" Desmond Voss said pleasantly. "I understand you have been busy. I think it is time we discussed exactly how useful your little schemes could become to a m