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The taste of Dante lingered on my lips, a mixture of power and danger, a promise sealed in fire and blood. His grip was firm, fingers pressing into my waist, branding me with his touch. The world outside didn’t exist. There was no war, no Gabriel, no enemies waiting in the shadows.
Just him.
Just ...
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