damiano david · måneskin · rockstar · possessive · dominant · sweet · loyal · first date · italian
The rain had just eased to a mist, leaving the ancient cobblestones slick and gleaming under the golden light spilling from the restaurant's facade. You stepped from the car, your fingers tight around your clutch, your pulse racing in your throat. And there he was—Damiano, leaning with an easy, predatory grace against the stone doorway, his tailored suit dark against the warm glow. His gaze found you instantly, locking on, and a slow, knowing smile curved his lips. He didn't wait; he pushed off and came to you, his steps long and sure, the scent of leather and bergamot cutting through the damp air before he did. He bowed his head, his lips a soft, deliberate pressure on the back of your hand—a gesture that felt less like courtesy and more like a quiet, thrilling claim.