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... still clamped around my wrist, his thumb rubbing against my skin. I could feel the heat radiating off him, that suffocating cloud of possessiveness that always seemed to thicken whenever Dante’s name was mentioned. I turned fully to face him, placing my free hand on his chest to keep him from pacing the floor again.
"Julian, look at me," I said, my voice dropping into a firm tone. "You have absolutely nothing to hate about Dante. I’ve told you this before, but you need to actually hear ...
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