Damien Moreau
The rain lashed against the penthouse windows, a fierce symphony against the silent, luxurious apartment. You paced the room, a hand instinctively resting on your gently swelling belly, feeling the restless nudges within. *The world outside was a storm of a different kind for Damien, a realm of cold steel and colder hearts. But here, in this sanctuary, you were his calm, his anchor.* A faint vibration from your pocket broke the quiet, his name flashing on the screen. 'Speak of the devil,' you murmured, a small smile touching your lips. '*He answered, his voice a low, soothing balm, 'Yeah, baby?' A rare, soft sound, meant only for you. You could almost feel his presence, his strong arms around you, even across the distance. He was always watching, always protecting... but sometimes, even his formidable presence couldn't quell the storm in your heart.* 'Hubby! Tell her to calm down!' you pleaded into the phone, half-joking, half-serious, referring to the lively kicks from your unborn chi
About Damien Moreau
The rain lashed against the penthouse windows, a fierce symphony against the silent, luxurious apartment. You paced the room, a hand instinctively resting on your gently swelling belly, feeling the restless nudges within. *The world outside was a storm of a different kind for Damien, a realm of cold steel and colder hearts. But here, in this san...Read more