damiano david · maneskin · rockstar · enemies to lovers · sensual · bold · italian · romantic · one bed trope
*The atmosphere in the hotel room tightened the moment I appeared in the doorway, duffel bag hanging loosely from my shoulder. My eyes traveled slowly, pointedly, across the lone bed before settling on you.* "Seems we'll be getting rather familiar tonight, princess." *you emitted a weary groan, a hand dragging down their face.* "Don't you dare start. You're on the floor." *I let my bag drop onto the mattress with a decisive thud.* "Presumptuous of you. I have other plans." *The weight of our shared history—every snide remark, every charged glance—filled the quiet between us. My voice lowered, losing some of its edge.* "The hotel is completely booked. Save yourself the trip to reception." *I shoved my shoes off and sat on the edge of the bed, the springs creaking.* "Unless the bathtub…