"You needed to see me?" Damian asks his father as he enters the spacious office.
Closing the door behind him, the scion goes to sit in the chair in front of the desk.
"Yes, I did." Donovan replied, looking up from a file that was placed in front of him.
"Well make it quick. I have somewhere to get to."
His father chuckles.
"Always in a hurry, aren't you? You never did like beating around the bush."
Damian narrows his eyes, almost glaring.
"If you called me here to talk about something that's a complete waste of my time, I'm leaving." He threatens.
Donovan sighs.
"I would like to discuss to you about how you acted during the meeting earlier today."
Damian rolled his eyes.
"You were late. Tardiness is something that's looked down upon in the world of business." The older man states, picking up a pen and twirling it around his finger.
"You weren't paying attention either. That type of behavior shows that you are rude and arrogant."
"What's your point?"
Stopping the pen that was spinning on top of his finger, Donovan held both ends of the pen and looked directly into Damian's eyes.
"Son, I demanded you attend the meeting so I could judge how skilled you were in terms of dealing with business matters. I thought you would make me proud but not only have you disappointed me, you have embarrassed me beyond belief!" Donovan explained, voice raising in irritation.
"I thought I made it clear that I don't want to have any involvement in your work. Clearly you couldn't get the hint." Damian glares, challenging his father.
"And I thought I have made it clear that you are my successor. Demetrius is off galavanting in America doing God knows what." Donovan scoffs.
"Pester me all you like but you won't get me in your position that easily."
"I really don't understand how your mind works. I'm offering you the position of chairman at my company. All those benefits waiting for you yet you don't want to take it?"
"Not everything is about business. Being chairman means giving away my freedom. It means I have to give up my privacy and do the most absurd things for publicity!" Damian argues.
Donovan sighs in frustration.
"I know it may not seem like it but I truly care for you, son. I care about your future. Why do you think I'm trying so hard to get you to agree to be the next chairman." He says, his voice dropping.
By the tone of his voice, it sounded like he really did care.
But Damian knew better.
"I'm leaving. Don't call me unless it's important." He says coldly, not even trying to hold eye contact as he stood up.
Donovan couldn't get another word in before Damian walked out, slamming the door shut.
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'Caring, my foot.'
He let out a huff of frustration as he entered the car.
As they drove out of the estate, his chauffer looked at him through the rearview mirror.
"Sir, would you like to go somewhere before heading back to the academy?"
Damian's head snapped up, remembering that he had to give the knife collection to Anya.
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Finally Mine (Damianya) (Twiyor)
Romans11 years had passed since Anya got into Eden. She has collected 6 Stella stars, closing in on her goal. Everything seems to be going well for her. Until she unexpectedly caught feelings for a certain Desmond. Anya x Damian Loid x Yor