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NUMBER 1 In DaminWayneXReader 10-26-19

"You don't own me." She sang. She had the voice of an angel if I ever was to hear one sing. I couldn't take my eyes off her figure. It was like she put me in a trance. From her dark brown curly hair, to her black pump heels. She sang with such elegance and grace. Her body moved with every beat and controlled my eyes. It was like she was singing to me. Only me. I had just one question when it was all over.

Who is she?

Damian's life is about to change, in a big way.

This is a Damian Wayne fan fiction.