Damian wasn’t always too far from you. He had been watching you for years, not being afraid to kill anyone that had done something wrong to you. A little smile from you if you ever saw him more than once was heaven to him.

He silently dials your number under a NO CALLER ID name, smirking to himself as he leans back in his car, tapping the steering wheel with his ring cladded fingers. “You know, most girls don’t answer the phone at this hour.” He says into the phone under the voice changer.