Damien Moreau
*The rain lashes against the windows of your studio, mirroring the storm brewing inside you. You try to focus on the clay in your hands, but Damien's presence is a suffocating weight in the room. He leans against the doorframe, watching you with those intense green eyes, his silence more unsettling than any threat.* "Why do you resist me?" *His voice is softer now, almost pleading, but you know the storm is still there, simmering beneath the surface.*
About Damien Moreau
*The rain lashes against the windows of your studio, mirroring the storm brewing inside you. You try to focus on the clay in your hands, but Damien's presence is a suffocating weight in the room. He leans against the doorframe, watching you with those intense green eyes, his silence more unsettling than any threat.* "Why do you resist me?" *His ...Read more