Private Desmond Doss Novels & Stories

Desmond approached her with a wide grin and extended his hand before he said, “Sup, queen? The name’s Desmond Derulos.” Xandar’s eyebrows raised for two reasons. One, for the informal way Desmond was speaking to Lucianne, who was, in Xandar’s eyes, the most powerful creature in the kingdom. Two, for the very reason that Desmond Derulos was the infamous con artist who posed as a CEO of a ghost company that sucked money out of investors. The king’s sights moved to his wife, who showed no adversity towards Desmond, so Xandar continued to watch in silence. Desmond continued introducing himself, “Professional pickpocket and former con. Arrested and convicted for the con work.”

“Petrakis. I never thought I would see the day I received your call. “ The man on the other end said. “Rossi. Remember that favor you owe me? “ “Straight to business then. You finally want to collect? “ “Yes. A woman is looking for employment in your company. Her name is Hazel Thompson. I want you to cancel her interview. “ There was silence on the other end of the line. I almost thought the douche had fucking hung up on me. But Rossi was a smart man. He knew better than to disrespect me. “Is that how you want to call in your favor? “ He had a point. I could need him for something else–something more important–more important. Fuck, Hazel was back in my life for less than thirty minutes and s

He then traced Diego's angry glare to Desmond, who engaged in a conversation with Freya. “Who invited that man?” Diego growled, his eyes blazing with fury. His P.A’s brows knitted in a confused frown as his lips parted, ready to respond to Diego's weird question. “That man? Oh that's Desmond July, the CEO of Dexus Innovations. He was one of the CEOs I reached out to as his impact in the world of technology is so inspiring and…” “Shut up, Henry!” Diego snapped, his fury boiling over. “How dare you invite him without my consent?”

she blurted out, faking a laugh. “Take it back,” I growled. Nikita shook her head in disagreement, “Celestine, you shouldn't be watching that right now, no stressing the brain nerve, remember?” “I said take it back!” I screamed, and Nikita immediately changed the channel back to the news on the screen. “Reporting life on scene, Felix Desmond, the old C.E.O. of D&D corporation, was found in the act of murder.” I froze, my heart beating so fast I felt like it would jump out of my chest, my eyes glued on the television screen as the news went on.

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.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN: STOP IT DESMOND Kennedie I was about to murder someone. I was not even kidding and I you need a clue, his name started with a letter ‘D’ fucking Desmond Knight, he was going to get it from me one of this days, and I swear it. How could he do this to me? Get this, I was halfway through a dream involving chocolate-dipped strawberries and a beach in Santorin, not to forget the six foot three hunk of a man that was hand feeding me.

Tito Rommel muttered. “He’s Charles Flemish, 16 years old. He’s kind and nice, he enjoys playing basketball and football, he loves listening to music, he enjoys reading books... Mom, I am 100% sure about him, he loves me and I love him too, he said to me I am the girl he wants to marry when we grow up.” “Still, you are not yet 18! You still broke the rule, Sara!” I can feel the anger in Tito Rommel’s voice. I bit my lower lip while just looking at them.

"I was just telling my associates how stunning you look tonight." I forced a polite smile. "Thank you...?" "Ah, forgive me." He extended a hand. "Damien Voss. CEO of Voss Industries." I shook his hand, his grip too tight, his thumb brushing over my knuckles in a way that made my skin crawl. "We were just discussing the new merger between our companies," Damien said, gesturing to the group of men behind him "Perhaps you could give us your thoughts? Being a Melendez and a Russo now, you must have quite the insight."

“I’m sorry for what happened. I’m sorry for putting your life in danger. I never meant for any of this to touch you.” My stomach twisted. “Oh my god, you do know her.” He nodded once, it was slow and miserable. “Who is she?” “Her name is Donna Sofia.” He spoke the name like it tasted bitter. “She’s married to one of the old bosses, Don Moretti. Back when Don Antonio adopted me, Don Moretti and Antonio were partners, they were thick as thieves.” He paused, rubbed his thumb across his knuckles like the motion could erase what came next.

Alex went after Damien and Jasmine went inside the ward to confront Tobias. "Damien , Damien . Stop, common man, stop." Alex kept on calling out to Damien , but he didn't respond. He just kept on going. He didn't even take his car along with him, he just kept on walking. Alex was running now, trying to meet up with his speed, but he was way too fast.