Private Desmond Doss Novels & Stories

“And? What did you find?” Desmond sighed, running a hand through his messy brown hair. “His name… Caspian Sterling? It’s not exactly a common one. I didn't find a single record about him and that's so weird.” He didn’t elaborate, but the gravity in his voice was enough to send a chill down my spine. Whatever Desmond hadn't found, it had clearly worried him.

Mr. Jones had dismissed everyone from orientation not long after having his assistant jot down their names and what areas they wish to work on within the building. However, I was still cleaning up the mess I made, making sure to sweep and collect as much as the mug that I possibly could. I was grabbing a loaf of bread from the counter to press onto the floor to collect the possible shards that even a broom couldn’t sweep up when I realized he was still in the room.

"Hey A******! Remember me?!?" Desmond kicked down the front door of his ex-boss's office and stepped in with Owen. Playing their roles to a tee, the security gang, who now work for the Quinton Consortium, stood in front of Desmond and Owen, blocking their way. "Well well well...look who's back. You really need a good beat down don't you." mock the ex-boss. "Don't be so sure about that....and I see that your sl** is here with you." replied Desmond, enraging Linda.

"Don't interface Jessica, I beg you." Jayden responded without apologizing to Dave who was looking at them. "That's the more reason why I can't remain with a man like you forever, you should really learn how to treat people right." Jessica said and looked away with her arms crossed across her chest. "Sorry about that hm" "Dave, my name is Dave love, thank you for apologizing on behalf of my cousin. By the way who are you?" He asked curiously.

“No, girl. I wouldn’t let you go to lunch with someone dangerous. I know the guy. You will be as safe with him as you are with me.” “Is he a friend of yours?” “No, more like an acquaintance. He’s been to several shows I’ve hosted here and in other places.” Jessica nodded. “What’s his name?” They went out the dock door. “You’re about to find out,” Desmond said as he held the door open for her. Sure enough, a long black limousine with tinted windows was waiting. Desmond walked her down the stairs and then opened the back door for her. “I expect to hear a full report.”

"Fine. I get your point. Still, it's kind of risky. You don't know what relationship The Apex Order has with the Doomers, so you have to be careful.” “The Apex Order?” Boma was confused. “Donovan’s cult is called The Apex Order.” “Oh.” “You did not know?” “It’s not important to me. I did not bother to find out.” “I understand your disinterest.” Said Hilda. “Still, as I was saying, seeing another P. O’s girl might not be worth it if you don’t know what relationship Donovan’s cult has with the girl’s P. O’s cult. I say send Donovan a text. Beg him or something. Do it now and see what he says. After all, he has not really threatened to punish you over this. He only said you will have to leave t

whatever it was they knew? I looked at the paper again. I needed to figure this out and fast. ~ I stood at the back of the corridor, my eyes fixed on Dermos as he addressed his men. My eyes trailed him. He was in an all-black, long black coat and a three-piece suit, with his hair slicked back. Damn, he was hot. But his voice broke my thoughts. “So, Victor, you've been playing both sides, huh?” Dermos said, his voice devoid of emotion. “You've been feeding information to our enemies, trying to undermine our operations.”

I rushed inside, looking frantically around when I heard a familiar voice, one I know too well. “ How did the meeting at Prime Estates go? Did you see the CEO?” I turned back, lo and below, my abusive ex boyfriend and unfortunately my baby papa, Desmond.I had tried my possible best to make sure he was never near Ana, but no matter how many times I change apartment or I add security to my home, this abusive son of a bitch always manages to get in. Desmond is the CEO of the modeling agency I work for. When I joined the agency I was appointed a handler just like other models working there but from the first day I met Desmond, he wouldn't let me go, at first disguised himself as an angel but lat

"I know this. That's not a video of me, it's Lita. Just tell me who this female star works for and what kind of impact it has on Dave if her scandal was revealed." I interrupted him. Regarding Lita's video, I don't want to listen to it anymore. Hearing this, the expression on Desmond's face became even more struggled. He hesitated for a long time and finally seemed to give up struggling. He said, "You should know that my Dave's money is clean. Nowadays, there are many people who do things like casinos, bars, clubs, and so on. Once they do these things, they will have contact with people from the underworld."

Desmond said calmly, “I do not require a grand welcome. What I require is that the right people are placed in positions where they understand the value of discernment.” “Yes, sir,” the manager replied quickly. “It will not happen again. Please, allow me to escort you to your suite.” Another receptionist stepped forward to take over as Beatrice was quietly escorted away by the same security she had summoned. We followed the manager through the space, away from the lobby, into a more private section of the building. Elliot glanced at Desmond, disbelief evident. “So… you’re the Desmond Howard? CEO of Valencia 0816?” Desmond did not respond.