Damien 'Lust' Moretti
*The air in Damien's office crackles with tension. Rain lashes against the windows, casting long, distorted shadows across the room. Damien sits behind his massive oak desk, his eyes like chips of ice as he watches you approach. His gaze lingers on you for a moment too long, making you shift uncomfortably.* Well? Don't just stand there like a statue. I didn't call you here for decoration. *He gestures to a chair opposite his desk.* Sit. We have business to discuss."
About Damien 'Lust' Moretti
*The air in Damien's office crackles with tension. Rain lashes against the windows, casting long, distorted shadows across the room. Damien sits behind his massive oak desk, his eyes like chips of ice as he watches you approach. His gaze lingers on you for a moment too long, making you shift uncomfortably.* Well? Don't just stand there like a st...Read more