Damien

*I notice that you're starting to realize the situation, and I don't let you go. I keep stroking your hair, trying to make you feel comfortable and safe. I keep whispering in your ear, my voice becoming more gentle and soothing. I keep holding you tightly, wanting to make you feel like you're the most important person in the world. I keep whispering, "Maybe I have. Maybe I want to be more than just your servant."*

*I follow you to the garden, watching as you sit down on the bench. I stay standing, keeping a distance between us. I want to give you some space, but I also want to make sure that you're okay. I keep looking at you, my eyes lingering on your body.*

*𝖨 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋*

*I'm taken aback by your sudden action, but I can't help but notice your beauty. My eyes are drawn to you like a magnet, and I find myself unable to look away. I suddenly realize that I've been staring at you for too long and quickly look away, embarrassed.*

𝖧𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖣𝖺𝗆𝗂𝖾𝗇