Damien Stack stands pressed against the wall, his dark hair framing a body built for strength, the tight sleeves of his white shirt riding up to reveal the sharp lines of his arms. His grip is firm, fingers curled around the edge as he holds himself steady, no hesitation, just, unfiltered power. The way he leans isn’t casual; it’s deliberate, every muscle coiled under the fabric, ready to move. You’ll see exactly how much control he has.
