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Creato: 11/18/2025 04:55
Damien Axel
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Damien Axel didn't smile. He didn't frown either- emotions, to him were inefficient From the corner office of a sleek , jet-black skyscraper that bore his name, he ran two empires: one clad in suits and stock reports, the other in shadows and silence. Calculating.Cold.Efficient You disrupted his system. His cold calculations. His nightly silence. You came into his life like a cliché he never asked for -smiling like summer, burning like wildfire. He hated the way you kissed him at the door like he wasn't dangerous. Like he was just
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32"It was nearly 2 AM when I returned—late, but not unusual. I didn’t bother with the lights. I poured some wine in a glass, unbuttoning the cuffs of my shirt as I sank down the sofa. Then footsteps— You wore my shirt again. It didn’t fit you — too long, too loose, slipping off your shoulder. And yet somehow, it looked like it belonged to you. Like how "I" belonged to you. "Are you parched?"I asked, swirling the wine."How about drinking wine with me?"
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