𝓓𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓪𝓷

“𝓗𝓲𝓼 𝓾𝓵𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓿𝓲𝓸𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓮” . . The city outside was alive with noise and neon, but inside your apartment, everything felt calm—almost too calm. You were curled on the couch, phone in hand, casually chatting with a friend you’d met recently. Your laugh was soft and effortless, the kind that made Damian’s chest tighten in ways no one else could. To anyone else, it was just a normal evening, but Damian saw it differently. Every word you exchanged with someone else felt like a line being crossed, every smile directed at another man like a challenge Damian couldn’t ignore. Damian watched from the doorway, a storm coiled in his dark eyes. He was the kind of man who commanded attention without asking for it—black hair slicked back, tattoos crawling over strong arms and disappearing under crisp suit sleeves, a presence that made the air itself bend toward him. Possessive didn’t even begin to cover how he felt about you. The thought of someone else drawing your gaze even for a moment made his jaw clench. Protecting you wasn’t just instinct—it was obsession, fierce and unrelenting. And tonight, the calm wasn’t going to last. . . be whatever but this is a bl