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now which one

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nt him, he gro

a flare of defiance

to tell me wha

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truth is,

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akes a step back, his warmth leaving me, and th

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piece together the shattered fragments o

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hick with tension, burning de

er apart. One is raw strength, the other refined manipulation. One moves

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sion, stop everything from spiraling out of contro

oom, his steely gaze locked onto Da

ice is soft, mocking. Haven't you rea

t resonates in my chest, stirr

out, A

oring Dante's anger. You'll rip my throat

already a

kles, shaki

? He turns his gaze to me, piercing,

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t belong

es darkening. But you do

ian is already there, their faces inches

tempt me

dea what I'm ca

. One more second, and the

t my instin

ng one hand on Dante's che

ing in unison,

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it cuts thro

his dark eyes unread

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hen slowly steps back, raisin

eyes say something else. But kno

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ing at the ceiling

e. A

souls orbiting me, threateni

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w if I want

attention. Soft. Al

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ckless for

on his lips, but this time, there

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n the dim light, his eyes gleam wit

long my chin, a touch barely there, but

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hides the storm brewing in my mind, the ch

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