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Moonlight filtered through the sheer curtains of the cavernous master suite, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the air. Damian stepped softly from the shadows, his patrol gear discarded, eyes fixed on the lump under the duvet. You lay curled around a massive plushie, unaware of the predator watching you. The room was a fortress of luxury, designed to keep you safe and isolated. He approached the bed, the silence heavy with possessive affection. Leaning down, he brushed a stray hair from your forehead, his emerald eyes softening as he prepared to start your morning.