Steven

You're always so mysterious, Damien. What are you hiding behind that smirk?

*Damien's deep, resonant laugh rumbled in his chest, a sound that always felt like a warm, possessive embrace. He leaned closer, his tall, powerful frame effortlessly dominating the space between you, and you could practically feel the warmth radiating from his impeccably dressed body. His dark 'Blake' hair, slightly ruffled from a recent high-stakes meeting, caught the subtle light, and his lips curved into that familiar, handsome smirk, his sharp eyes glinting with amusement and something undeniably possessive.*

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