Bound By Sin And Desire

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ing in my gut. I wore a sleek black dress that hugged my curves in all the right places, its fabric smooth against my skin. Dante had ins

only heard about in whispers, one filled with danger and deception. Dante was waiting for m

om the other side of the door

myself to walk into his gaze. "Ready as I'll eve

yes before his expression turned serious. "Remember, Isl

ansion, the night air hit me like a wave, refreshing yet ominous. The luxury car

hrough the city's underbelly, a world of flashing lights and dark corners. I peered out the window

n, dread washed over me. I could feel the weight of the danger in the air, thick and s

s narrowing as we entered. I felt their gazes boring into me, assessing my worth as if I were nothing more than a piece of property. My

oice smooth like silk. He was tall, with slicked-back hair and a

stiffened at the way he presented me, as though I were a

on me in a way that made my skin crawl. "A fine pr

I scanned the room, recognizing the danger lurking behind the smiles and pleasantries. This

omment. "I can handle the risks, G

nipulation-I felt like I was floating outside myself, watching the chaos unfold. My

wed by a flurry of shouting. Panic surged through me as bodies moved like shadows, men scrambling for cov

lling me close, shielding me with his body. I felt the warmth of hi

sing myself against him as chaos erupted around us. The sou

ke a drum against my back, and the way his body tensed around mine made me acutely aware of how fragile our existence was. In

rol, and the dark undercurrent of his possessiveness sent shivers through

unwavering, the fierce determination in his eyes igniting something within me-a mix of fear an

back slightly, his gaze locking onto mine with a intensity that sent my heart racing. "Are you okay?"

chaos. A rival mobster had been dragged out, bloodied and broken, and the

ng out, commanding and fierc

y, was struggling to maintain his composure. "I

ment," Dante replied, his ton

I followed him, my mind racing with fear and confusion. I was torn between wanting to flee and

with sharp features and a dangerous glint in his eye. "Dante," he sneered, a hint o

s jaw clenched. "You don't want

king to me. "Isla, right? You shoul

d my throat. My heart raced, and I instinctively stepped closer to D

ow and dangerous, the fury radiating off him in

There was something fierce in his protectiveness, but the way he claimed me felt suffoca

widening. "We'll see about that,

, leaving a chill in the air. I looked up at Dante, w

his tone softer now, but I could

d. The events of the night had left me shaken, and I

ng in my eyes, and then nodded. "Good. Because this is

had to survive, no matter what it took. But as I stood there, caught in the storm of Dante's world, I could