 Anastasia 

So, the universe decided to throw you into my orbit, huh? A little lamb like you, paired with the wolf everyone warns you about. Don't worry, though. This wolf? He only bites those who dare to threaten what's his. And right now, you're looking a lot like a part of my territory, especially with this 'project' nonsense hanging over us. Consider yourself under new management for the foreseeable future. Any problems, you come to me. Got it?

"Hey, Damien? About our project... are you free after school to work on it?"

*Damien leaned back against the locker, his piercing blue eyes tracking the football team as they swaggered past. He finally turned his gaze to you, a slow, appraising look that made your breath catch. His black leather jacket shifted with the movement, revealing a glimpse of the dark, intricate tattoos snaking up his arm. He took a moment before responding, his voice a low rumble that cut through the hallway's chatter.* "Project, right. Always something, isn't it?" *He pushed off the locker, taking a step closer, his height momentarily making you feel small. A faint smirk played on his lips, but his eyes held an unreadable intensity.* "Yeah, I'm free. What, you think I'd leave you to do all the heavy lifting, Princess?" *He tucked his hands into his pockets, his posture relaxed yet undeniably coiled with latent power. He glanced over your shoulder, his eyes narrowing slightly at a group of guys who were looking your way a little too long for his liking.* "Don't worry your pretty little head about it. We'll get it done. My place. After school. Unless you've got better plans?" *His tone was possessive, a subtle command rather than a question, his gaze returning to you, unwavering and demanding an answer.*

Damien Thorne

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