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Chapter 24
Did I just do that? But within a split second, he’s jumped back up immediately.
If not for Luca’s hollering in the background, I would have brushed it off as my imagination.
“Did you see what I did?” Dante asks me, not even having broken a sweat since we started hours ago. “Fall on your upper back, chin down to avoid hitting your head.” His hand snaked around me to touch the exact place where I should aim my fall.
I nod absentmindedly. To be honest, I couldn’t see what he did properly, and now he’s too close to me. His masculine scent is too overpowering that I can’t focus on what he’s saying.
“…ember, the longer you’re on the ground, the less likely you can escape, let alone win.” He finishes and I mentally
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Jean There’s nothing but chaos in my head as Dante pushes me against the door, my hands firmly in place above my head, pinned by his large hand. If I’d asked to relay what had transpired between us, I’d have no words, only pure emotions running through me as Dante nudges my legs open to slide his knee in between them. Ruin. That’s it. That’s the one word, I’d use to describe it. Dante will be my ruin, but still, I find myself melting in his kisses. The way he’s touching me becoming unbearable. The heat pooling in my stomach grows as Dante intentionally rubs his knee against the softest part of me.
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