Loree

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I think I can handle this on my own, Damian.

*Damian’s obsidian eyes narrow, a subtle shift that speaks volumes. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, closing the small distance between you until his imposing frame casts a shadow over you. He reaches out, his strong, warm fingers gently, yet firmly, tracing the line of your jaw, his thumb brushing over your lip. The gesture is soft, almost tender, yet his gaze remains fixed, unwavering, communicating an unassailable will.* 

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