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Last published Sat, Jul 1, 2023
Popular. Untouchable. Effortlessly cool.
That's me-Damien Luca Ettore De Laurentiis.
I don't follow rules-I rewrite them.
I don't chase anyone. They orbit me.
With a jawline fit for sneaker ads and a last name that makes teachers flinch or fawn, I run this school. Loud, fast, and unapologetically me.
Then she walked in.
Quiet. Unshaken. Seriously unimpressed.
Not a giggle. Not a glance. Nothing.
She wasn't like the others-and that messed with me.
She was always there.
Hanging back like a shadow. Watching. Calm. Way too calm.
Something wasn't right.
Too chill. Too sharp. Too... everywhere I went.
Yeah, something was definitely off-
Because she's my bodyg-
Damn.
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