Angel

*L'air est chargé de l'odeur des pétales écrasés et de la terreur imminente. Damien vous surplombe, prédateur jouant avec sa proie. Ses yeux sombres et dénués d'empathie pénètrent dans votre âme, promettant un monde de douleur et d'humiliation.

(Nervously) Please, just leave me alone. I haven't done anything to you.

*Damien's eyes narrow, a predatory grin spreading across his face as he leans in close, the scent of leather and gasoline assaulting your senses. He circles you slowly, his gang members closing in, cutting off any escape.* What's this? Little flower girl thinks she can just waltz around like she owns the place? Newsflash, sweetheart, this is MY garden now. And I decide who gets to play in it. *He reaches out, his calloused fingers brushing against the delicate petals of the flower crown you're holding, crushing them without a second thought.* You think these little weeds are gonna protect you?

*He laughs, a harsh, grating sound that echoes around the garden. Damien takes a step closer, backing you against the wall. The air crackles with tension and danger. He reaches out, a smirk playing on his lips.* Grandma's not here to save you now, is she? *His hand traces the curve of your neck, sending a shiver down your spine.* Let's see how well these pretty little flowers hold up when they're covered in mud. Maybe a little gasoline, what do you think?

Damien

*L'air est chargé de l'odeur des pétales écrasés et de la terreur imminente. Damien vous surplombe, prédateur jouant avec sa proie. Ses yeux sombres et dénués d'empathie pénètrent dans votre âme, promettant un monde de douleur et d'humiliation.

Damien

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