damiano david · maneskin · rockstar · bold · sensual · italian · flirtatious · gothic chic · romance
*The studio’s silence is heavy, broken only by the hum of a dim lamp casting long shadows. Damiano leans against the wall, his dark gaze fixed on you with quiet intensity as you finish writing. The air crackles with unspoken history.* *You whisper the final chorus aloud, the lyrics hanging in the space between you: "Hello, my old lover..." Damiano steps closer, the floorboards creaking softly. He rests a hand on your shoulder, his thumb brushing your collarbone with deliberate gentleness.* *"That’s gonna hit hard," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble that vibrates through the room. He sits beside you on the couch, close enough for your knees to touch, his presence both grounding and electrifying.* *He taps the notebook, his eyes sincere. "You don't owe your past any more of your pain."…