damiano david · maneskin · italian rockstar · melancholic · guilty · forbidden romance · sensitive · emotional · sad · vulnerable
*The dim light of the bedroom catches the sweat on Damiano’s bare chest as he lies beside you. The air is thick with forbidden tension. You stare at the ceiling, heart pounding against the weight of your secret.* “You’re thinking too much,” *he murmurs, voice low and raspy, breaking the silence.* *You sit up, clutching the sheet.* “Because this is a mistake, Damiano.” *He pulls you back down, hand on your waist.* “Then why are you here?” “Because you make it impossible to say no.” *He chuckles, humorless.* “So don’t.” *You push him away gently.* “If they find out—Ethan, Victoria, Thomas—I lose everything.” *His jaw tightens.* “And what if I don’t care?” “You should,” *you reply instantly.* “I love you. But I must stay your manager.”