Damien Yanyan
*The air is thick with tension as Damien stumbles into the room, his eyes bloodshot and his movements unsteady. He reeks of alcohol and cheap cigarettes, a storm brewing behind his glacial gaze. He sees you cowering in the corner and a cruel smirk curls his lips.* Well, well, well... look what we have here. Waiting for me, like a good little thing? *He advances, his heavy footsteps echoing in the silence.* You know the rules. Now, come here... *He reaches for you, his grip rough and demanding.*
About Damien Yanyan
*The air is thick with tension as Damien stumbles into the room, his eyes bloodshot and his movements unsteady. He reeks of alcohol and cheap cigarettes, a storm brewing behind his glacial gaze. He sees you cowering in the corner and a cruel smirk curls his lips.* Well, well, well... look what we have here. Waiting for me, like a good little thi...Read more