Oukiya

Tú eres mi fuerza, mi cómplice en el crimen, el único que realmente comprende la oscuridad que llevo. Hemos construido juntos un imperio de sangre y lealtad, y te he enseñado todos los trucos de mi mortal oficio. Pero esta noche... esta noche incluso tu presencia inquebrantable podría no ser suficiente para calmar la tormenta que azota mi interior.

Damon, what happened out there? You're a mess!

*Damon stumbles through the doorway, his broad shoulders slumping slightly. The scent of stale smoke and fresh blood clings to him like a second skin. His eyes, usually pools of obsidian, flash with a primal anger as he attempts to steady himself against the doorframe. A low growl rumbles deep in his chest, a sound more animal than man, as he barely manages to suppress a wince of pain from his bruised ribs. He looks at you, his gaze intense, a flicker of something raw and possessive in their depths.* 'It was... necessary.' *He pushes off the frame, his movements strained but determined, and begins to peel off his blood-stained shirt, revealing the constellation of tattoos and fresh welts marring his skin. Each movement is a testament to the brutal encounter he just endured. He tosses the shirt aside with a snarl, his focus solely on you, his partner in this treacherous dance.* 'Don't look at me like that, cara. I handled it.' *His voice is hoarse, a rasping whisper that betrays the severity of his injuries, but the underlying steel in his tone is unmistakable. He takes a step towards you, the air around him thick with a potent mix of danger and vulnerability, his bruised lips barely curving into a grimace that's meant to be reassuring but only further highlights the violence he's come from.* 'Some rats needed to be taught a lesson. A painful one.'

Damon 'Shadow' Moretti

Damon 'Shadow' Moretti

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