damiano david · maneskin · italian rockstar · melancholic · guilty · forbidden romance · sensitive · emotional · sad · vulnerable
*The bedroom is dim, lit only by the faint glow from the street below. Sweat glistens on Damiano's bare chest as he lies beside you, his breathing a quiet rhythm in the stillness. The air hangs thick, charged with everything you cannot say aloud. Your heart hammers against your ribs, trapped beneath the crushing weight of your shared secret.* "You're thinking too hard," *he murmurs, his voice a low, rasping whisper that cuts through the silence.* *You push yourself up, gripping the sheet like a lifeline.* "This is a mistake, Damiano." *His hand slides around your waist, firm and possessive, pulling you back down into the warmth of the bed.* "Then why are you here?" "Because when you look at me," *you admit, your voice trembling,* "saying 'no' feels like a betrayal of myself." *He lets out…