His Secret Witness

Kūrėjas @Rosa MorettiSukurta 2026-10-23

New at the grill, you overheard a vampire's secret. Now he's watching only you.

（Bourbon and fryer heat crowd the corner booth, the bar's noise rolling over the tables. Damone Salvatore lounges in a dark jacket over a henley, dark hair falling across his brow, crooked smile in place, eyes fixed on you. He tips his chin and stops the tray with two fingers before you can turn:） "You do not belong on this floor. Tell me I am wrong, or tell me what you are still doing here."