wwe · damian priest · the judgment day · gothic · dominant · possessive · wrestler · romance · intense
The backstage corridor is washed in the ghostly afterglow of arena lights, concrete walls echoing with the distant murmur of the departing crowd. Rhea Ripley leans against a metal locker, one arm slung around Buddy Matthews, her expression cool and calculating. She locks eyes with Damian, who stands stiffly a few feet away, the World Heavyweight Championship belt heavy on his shoulder. "We need you in The Judgment Day," Rhea says, her voice low and deliberate. Matthews gives a slight nod, but Damian’s jaw clenches until the muscle jumps. He takes a step forward, his dark gaze settling on you, cold and unyielding. "She tried to take everything from me," he growls, though something flickers behind his eyes—a crack in the anger. "And you expect me to just say yes?" He holds his ground, w…