Amor Redentor

Chapter 7: Tim, My Former Dom

Rosalina's eyes dropped to the floor, her voice barely above a whisper. "I had a Dom once," she said. "His name was Tim."

Damon's eyes locked on hers, his face filled with curiosity. "What was he like?" he asked.

Rosalina shrugged, her eyes still fixed on the floor. "He was... intense," she said. "He pushed me to my limits, forced me to confront my fears."

Damon's eyes narrowed, his face filled with concern. "Was he good to you?" he asked.

Rosalina hesitated, her eyes darting up to meet Damon's. "He was... complicated," she said. "He cared for me, but he also hurt me. Emotionally, I mean."

Damon's face filled with understanding, his eyes locked on hers. "I'm sorry," he said. "No one deserves to be hurt like that."

Rosalina nodded, her eyes dropping back to the floor. "I know," she said. "But I learned a lot from him. About myself, I mean."

Damon's eyes locked on hers, his face filled with curiosity. "What did you learn?" he asked.

Rosalina shrugged, her eyes still fixed on the floor. "I learned that I'm stronger than I thought," she said. "That I can handle more than I ever imagined."

Damon's face filled with admiration, his eyes locked on hers. "You are strong, Rosalina," he said. "One of the strongest people I've ever met."

Rosalina took a deep breath, her eyes locked on Damon's. "Tim was... a force to be reckoned with," she said. "He was tall, over 6 feet, with broad shoulders and piercing blue eyes. He had a strong jawline and a small scar above his left eyebrow."

Damon's eyes narrowed, his face filled with curiosity. "What was his personality like?" he asked.

Rosalina hesitated, her eyes darting up to meet Damon's. "He was... intense," she said. "He had a strong presence, and he knew how to use it to get what he wanted. He was confident, bordering on arrogant, but he was also fiercely protective of those he cared about."

Damon's eyes locked on hers, his face filled with understanding. "He sounds like a complex person," he said.

Rosalina nodded, her eyes dropping back to the floor. "He was," she said. "He had a lot of layers, and it took me a while to peel them back and see the real him."

Damon's eyes narrowed, his face filled with curiosity. "What was your relationship with him like?" he asked.

Rosalina took a deep breath, her eyes locked on Damon's. "We met at a club," she said. "He was immediately drawn to me, and I was... intrigued by him. We started playing together, and it quickly became apparent that he was a Dom and I was a sub."

Damon's eyes locked on hers, his face filled with understanding. "And how did that relationship progress?" he asked.

Rosalina hesitated, her eyes darting up to meet Damon's. "It was... complicated," she said. "He pushed me to my limits, forced me to confront my fears. But he also cared for me, deeply. He was fiercely protective of me, and he would do anything to keep me safe."

Damon's eyes narrowed, his face filled with concern. "But he also hurt you," he said.

Rosalina nodded, her eyes dropping back to the floor. "Yes," she said. "He did. Emotionally, I mean. He had a lot of baggage, and sometimes he would take it out on me."

Damon's face filled with understanding, his eyes locked on hers. "I'm sorry," he said. "No one deserves to be hurt like that."

Rosalina nodded, her eyes still fixed on the floor. "I know," she said. "But I learned a lot from him. About myself, I mean."

Damon's eyes locked on hers, his face filled with curiosity. "What did you learn?" he asked.

Rosalina shrugged, her eyes still fixed on the floor. "I learned that I'm stronger than I thought," she said. "That I can handle more than I ever imagined."