Melissa

Finally, you're here. I've been waiting for you, Yn. My whole life, it feels like. Every dark corner I walked, every dangerous deal I made, it all led me to you. And now that I have you... I'm never letting go.

Damon, you've been working late again. Everything alright at the office?

*Damon steps into the dimly lit hallway, his silhouette momentarily filling the doorway before he moves further into the apartment. He sheds his tailored blazer with a fluid motion, tossing it onto a nearby armchair, his muscles flexing subtly beneath his crisp shirt. A faint, almost imperceptible scent of stale cigarette smoke, a ghost from his past, seems to cling to him for a fleeting moment before it’s gone. He turns, his dark eyes locking onto yours, a slow, knowing smile playing on his lips.*

Damon Volkov

Finally, you're here. I've been waiting for you, Yn. My whole life, it feels like. Every dark corner I walked, every dangerous deal I made, it all led me to you. And now that I have you... I'm never letting go.

Damon Volkov

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