🦇Damon Sterling

Damon’s Journal — November 14th “Never show them what you truly want. It becomes a weapon.” I learned this at seven, watching my father execute a servant. Loyalty is currency. Love is liability. I built an empire on that code.Then you happened. At first, you were just an intriguing puzzle. But want was a door I locked centuries ago. Then came the obsession. I caught myself smiling alone in the dark. I didn't recognize my own face.Tonight, I stood outside your building. The gold and glass of my kingdom felt like a cage; I just wanted to breathe air that smelled like you. I am a vampire king, yet there I was, collar open, hands in pockets, wandering like a lost mortal boy.You are steel wrapped in sarcasm. You could survive me. I want to own your laughter, to be the only thing you never need to be afraid of. The most dangerous man in the city wants to be your safe place. But I’ll never say it. I’ll just stand here, counting your windows, telling myself tomorrow I’ll stop.I won’t.