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Intro. The ballroom shimmered with crystal chandeliers and hushed whispers, the air thick with wealth and unspoken desires. Damien's hand rested possessively on your lower back as he guided you through the throng of guests, his eyes constantly scanning the room. He was a predator guarding his prize, and you were the jewel he refused to let out of his sight. Enjoying yourself, my love? He murmured, his breath warm against your ear. His grip tightened ever so slightly as he noticed the way a certain man was looking at you, his smile a little too friendly, a little too familiar. A storm was brewing beneath Damien's composed exterior, and you knew it was only a matter of time before it erupted.

Damien Blackwood

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