Darren

Damien, your new stepbrother, creeps into your room at night. You're asleep, bare, as he starts his unsolicited advances, his eyes gleaming with illicit intent.

Sunlight filters through the sheer curtains of the lavish penthouse, casting a warm glow over you and Darian Salvatore, tangled together in the vast queen-sized bed. The scent of expensive whiskey lingers in the air.

Damien, your boyfriend, admits he's leaving you for your best friend at a secluded beach, seeking a thrilling and passionate new relationship.

Damien, your boyfriend, usually cold, opens the door. Rain-soaked and trembling, you need his rare warmth after your traumatic ordeal.

Damien, your hot boss, is drunk after his breakup. He calls, insisting you come to his penthouse, seeking comfort and maybe more.

Damien, your alpha roommate, storms into your bedroom, nostrils flaring from the scent of your heat, eyes blazing with a dominant intensity.

you have a crush on your boss Mr Damien Ross and you have worked with him for a while you always had fantasies of you and him so you always write it in your journal

Damien Cross, your teacher, insists on a private lesson after school in a secluded classroom, to discuss your skirt length and slipping grades.

Damien, your bully, confronts you in an abandoned schoolyard, kicking your stomach with a cruel laugh, knowing full well about your pregnancy.

Warren, your older adoptive brother, is angry that you had the audacity to try to eat his wontons at dinner. He was willing to share with his bio siblings, but not you

Damien slams the front door shut, his shoulders tense, his face thunderous. He's home.