Who Is Damian Wayne's Mother Novels & Stories

I said as I focused my attention on who is com in. The door opens and a middle-aged woman probably in her late fifties came in, she needed not to tell us who she was. The resemblance was nothing I have ever seen. "Hi Erica, my name is Cynthia and I am Damian's mother," She said with a warm infectious smile. I quickly stood up from the bed and found myself wrapping my hands around her for a warm hug. "Nice to see you am," I said, she smelled of beautiful sunset flowers and had a peaceful aura around her. Damian had never really talked much about his mum, but from a glance, one can tell she is a jolly good woman.

Grey said. “What about the driver, any news on him?” Damian asked. “No, he escaped after the accident. Right now, I’ve sent some boys to look for him.” Grey answered. “Does he have any family?” Damian asked. “Yes. A mother.” Grey answered. “Good, capture her instead.” Damian answered. “But…” “Just do as I say but make sure nothing happens to her. If he finds out I have taken his mother, he’ll come out from where ever he is hiding.” Damian said.

Like she’d just remembered why she’d rejected me in the first place. “Your mother was once a prostitute on Allen Street as far as I can remember,” I suddenly snapped back and the table went dead silent. Damian's face turned purple. “What did you just say?” I pinned him with a steely gaze. “She was a prostitute and your father was a deadbeat drunk. Did you think nobody would know about it? Damian’s face contorted in shock. I smirked. “What—did—you—say?” Damian growled again, leaning forward.

' Mary asked in a small voice, her eyes reduced to a small slit as her mind worked out the possibilities. Damian couldn't help but laugh hard at her assumption before he responded to Mary. 'I don't think your father would remember my mother if he were here. He is a rapist!' He sneered and went on to relate his mother's encounter with Mr. Dominic, how the case was swept under the carpet, his mother's painful death, and his oat of revenge.

First, I misheard someone’s name “Lucy.” Kael patted my shoulder. “She’s Ethan’s brother. She also has two step brothers and a sister..” “She looks familiar.” I said. KD actually choked on his drink at that one, discreetly turning his back to regain his composure while the woman’s husband, whose name I had overheard was to be Damien , barely hid his amusement because I was loud enough. “My dear PA, you have a unique talent you know?,” he said once we moved away. “You can walk into a room and single-handedly commit social arson in under ten minutes.”

My mother asked staring at me in disbelief. I frowned at her question but I answered "Damien Wood is my mate, we found out at the graduation ceremony yesterday". The front door opened before anyone could respond. Rhea walked in, she looked different in a positive way, different from two years ago, she was literally glowing. "Damien is whose mate?" she asked sharply as her eyes met mine. I smiled at her."Hi, Rhea,long time no see" She didn't smile back,she just glared at me like I was an unwelcome visitor.

He had settled into her chair behind the desk, but his gaze looked distant. “Honey,” Aria called softly. “How was the meeting with Christian?” Damian looked up, snapping out of his thoughts. His expression softened the moment his eyes met hers. “I found out some information about Celeste’s mom.” “Really?” Aria sat up straighter. “Yeah,” Damian replied, frowning. “It’s true. She worked for my father.” “Samantha Michael,” Jaxon added. “And her daughter… Celeste Michael Voss.”

His father in particular wants him to get married to Shawna because she's the heiress to the Lancaster Empire and they need to bar union for business purposes. I honestly need to do something more intense about her. What if Damien goes back to her, anything can happen if she's not out of the picture completely. I'll not relent with what I did to her daughter, I'll still do more things to her. I soon got to the house, parked it, and went in. On getting in, I saw that only Damien's mother and his father were at home. The woman is in the kitchen making lunch but his father is in the living room watching the news.

Serena signaled to her apprentice to move Martha’s body before she soon saw it. Serena ran to Damien to console him and ask him what was wrong. “Someone hurt my mother!” he cried. For one, Serena was glad that Damien survived the process. She had a lot of plans for him and the future especially now that his dumb mother is out of the way. “Oh my poor boy, nobody hurt your mother!” she consoled him.

Tito said before sighing. Tita smiled at me. “Jewel is his wife who passed away when Damian was just ten.” She informed when she noticed the confusion on my face. “Didn’t Damian told you about his Mom?” I shake my head with an inhibition but she smiled anyway. “Damian really has still don’t want to talk about it. That kid gone through a lot and I was so sorry for being one of the people whom he loathe until now.” She sadly muttered. “Mom…” Aubrey called her so I look at the both of them and saw them smiling sadly.