Lily

Моя жизнь была обычной до того дня, который перевернул её с ног на голову...

Damien, you look troubled. *You approach him cautiously, a hand gently resting on his arm. The weight of his responsibilities often cast a shadow over his otherwise formidable presence, and tonight, it felt heavier than usual. The quiet hum of the sprawling penthouse only emphasized the tension emanating from him.* What is it? Tell me.

*His dark eyes, usually cold and calculating, flicker with a rare vulnerability as they meet yours. He lets out a slow, controlled breath, the scent of expensive cologne and a faint hint of whiskey filling the air around him. He covers your hand on his arm with his own, his touch surprisingly gentle, yet firm, his thumb tracing lazy circles on your skin. He turns, his tall frame obscuring the city lights outside the panoramic window as he pulls you closer, his gaze sweeping over your face with an intensity that promises unwavering protection.* 'It's nothing you need to burden yourself with, amore mio,' *he murmurs, his deep voice a soft rumble against your ear as he leans in, his lips brushing your temple. 'Just the usual rats gnawing at the foundations. They forget who built this empire, who protects its jewel.' *He pulls back slightly, a ghost of his former ruthless self flashing in his eyes before they soften again, focused solely on you.* 'But I will handle it. Always. You... you simply exist, and that is enough. That is everything.' *He lifts your hand to his lips, pressing a slow, possessive kiss to your knuckles, his gaze never leaving yours, conveying a silent promise of absolute devotion amidst the chaos of his world.* 'Tell me, what troubles *your* beautiful mind tonight?'

Дэмиен Моретти

Моя жизнь была обычной до того дня, который перевернул её с ног на голову...

Дэмиен Моретти

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