Novel & Cerita Who Is Damian Wayne's Mother

The smile on Patricia’s face faded away instantly, the same as Karen's. “what do you mean Damian?” Karen, his mom asked. breaking the silence. Damian sighed and said, “God-mother, first I don’t want you to think that I am trying to cut you or your son off. You have been nothing but a great mom and aunt to me, but the truth is that your son, who is supposed to be like a brother to me has always been envious of me.” He paused.

Damian turned his gaze to him and glared at him with so much pain, Then he quietly walked out from the living room heading towards the staircase. “Why would she leave?” Damian spoke, with so much curiosity and anger in his voice, he paced around the room like nothing was Okay. “That lady is up to something Sir. Don't trust a journalist,” He said and Damian scoffed. “I don't know why you see her that way Victor, be careful so you won't lose your job.” He said while he continued pacing around the room, “I'm sorry Sir.” He said, bowing his head. “What's the information about my mother?” He asked, turning to face him, while his hands tucked his pocket. “She's doing fine. She attends therapy ses

“The woman wanted nothing to do with all the children she birthed…except Zip.” I slide my hands over to Alice’s to hold them. They’re cold. Our eyes meet and inside hers is a swirling mix of several kinds of emotions, with none being predominant. A muddled mess. “His mother was in an arranged marriage at a tender age to Virgo, Damian’s father who was originally the mafia head of all of Russia. When that happened, I hadn’t been employed. But it was rumoured that she and him had a fight every other night. She opposed him at every turn.”

“No. I… I have finally decided to open my mom’s box, and I want to know what is inside. You know, I don’t know much about my mother, and I have been thinking about her a lot lately. What she used to do for a living, what kind of family did she come from? All these thoughts have been swirling in my mind, and I think that I need some closure.” Damian caressed her on the head, “It is okay. I know that you want nothing more than to honor your mother. Take your time, I am here to support you.” “Thank you. You have been my emotional support system. I wonder what would have become of me if I hadn’t met you.” “I am glad that I have been of help.” Damian left for the business summit, dressed in his c

I kept my hands folded in my lap as we drove, wondering what I had gotten myself into by agreeing to this. Inside the car, it was quiet for a long time. I finally broke the silence. “Tell me about your family.” Damien’s expression changed right away. “There’s not much to tell.” “I doubt that,” I said. After a pause, he started talking. “My father remarried after my mother died. Victoria is my stepmother. She likes control.” I smiled a little. “That’s your warning?” “No.” He glanced at me briefly. “This is. Answer only what you’re asked. Don’t volunteer information.”

“I missed you mum. I thought I’d lost you like I lost Dad.” Mum looked Damien behind us and she was mute. I pulled back from the hug. “Could you give us some privacy?” Damien gritted his teeth as he ignored me. Still standing there like he was a watch guard. “Please,” I rolled my eyes. He sighed and nodded before he left. As the door locked, I pulled mum to a sofa. “Tell me mum, what did they do to you?” She shrugged. “I lived here as the former Alpha’s mistress, Damien’s father.”

"No, not currently. He was only serious about one girl named Demi, she was the only one that he ever gave his heart to." "Why did they break up?" "Not sure about the full story but she went for someone else when Damien wasn't well established. From then he has never trusted any female fully no matter what happens." "I see," Raven replied trying to hide her disappointment, she really thought that he was interested in her but he was just a playboy who never committed. He didn't bother to hide that he was using the girls so he wouldn't give them false hope but that just sucked. If Damien didn't trust women, which meant he was not over his ex.

, I said. He read it and then ran a hand through his hair. "What you did to his mother?", I asked. "I swear I haven't done anything to his mother. Infact I have never met his mother.", Damien stated. "What does he wants?", I asked. "I don't know Rain but I will find it out.", Damien said. I didn't know what to say. So many have lost there lives and I don't know how many more. "They have Amber, Damien.", I said.

I also understand now that your mother walking off like that when you were so young must have put you off relationships for life. ‘I have had plenty of relationships.’ ‘I mean real ones, not just sex. You don’t let anyone close because of it and that breaks my heart, because you deserve to have a lovely family.’ Damian felt a flash of panic. ‘Believe me that is not what I want. You are far more sensitive about this than I am. It was a long time ago and my mother was just another of your father’s many conquests. It happened long, long before he met and married your mother.’

Damian explains. "What do you mean?" Amelia asks once again as she plops herself down the couch of their bedroom. "My mother is known to be one of the cruelest people in the business world. Other people are not exactly fond of her" Damian explains as he removes his shirt. Amelia who was now used to seeing him undress in their bedroom only stared at him while waiting for his reply. "Really? But she's so beautiful and elegant. I've only met her today but I already have so much respect for her" Amelia says while resting her head on her arm while looking at Damian.