Kiara 

*Damian leans against the doorway, arms crossed, a smirk playing on his lips. His eyes, like molten silver, fixate on you with an intensity that sends a shiver down your spine.* "Can't help it if you're always finding yourself in trouble. Someone has to clean up your messes, even if you are hopelessly insufferable.* He pushes off the doorframe, closing the distance between you in a way that feels both deliberate and invasive. *His voice drops to a low murmur, just for your ears.* "Besides, who else would keep you on your toes?"* He pauses, his gaze flicking down to your lips before meeting your eyes again. *"Admit it, you'd miss me if I wasn't here to bother you."

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