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DANTEI had been in her car for hours, parked just a block away from their house. I went back to the club to help her get it but I knew that wasn't enough to make up for the pain I caused her earlier.I had been staring at the text on my phone, wondering if I should send it to her but then I realized the text was even more upsetting. I deleted it. Typed another. Deleted again.I slammed my fist on the steering and groaned.Guilt clawed hard at me. She wasn't just some sort of prostitute. But I treated her like one. Left her a note that literally tagged her as a whore. Fuck. My mind replayed last night—her moans, the way she called my name, how she stretched around my cock like she was made for me.My fist curled around the steering.I needed to see her.Exiting my car, I picked up some stones and threw them lightly on her window. I could tell she was awake due to the dim lightening of her room, so I threw the stone again.This time, Callie pulled the curtains aside.“Hey.”She proceed

CALLIEDante's scent lingered in the air as my eyes fluttered open. My body ached slightly, a mixture of comfort and soreness. Tangled in his sheets, I tried to get up, but I could barely feel my legs.Fragments of last night flooded my head with an intensity that made my head pound. I remembered his lips. His groans. His deep baritone voice. The way he called me sunshine.My cheeks heated up.My pussy was sore, but then, I was no longer a virgin. No longer inexperienced and naive. Better? I had sex with Dante Cross! It was a dream come true.Next to the nightstand was a glass of water.How thoughtful.And there was something else……a folded piece of paper. Slightly curious, I stretched my hand, ignoring the sharp pain that made my breath hitch. I opened it slowly, and as I stared at the elegant black writing, a tear prickled the corner of my eyes.‘Callie, I'm sorry. Last night was a mistake. Go home.’The world stilled as my fingers trembled.Go home.Last night was a mistake.I was

DANTEThe neon lights casted a warm glow on the dancing bodies near the poles. Soft Jazz music floated in the air, pulsing through my veins as I stared at the glass of scotch in my hands. My date stood me up again.Damn Jake for putting me through this shit.I had told him I wasn't interested in women. They only cared about my looks. My wealth. And the large empire I had built since I was a teenager. Bored and a little irritated, I leaned back, then signaled the bartender for another drink.For a reason I couldn't place a finger on, the image of Callie—Jake's daughter—staring at me with fire in her eyes at the gym. It played before me like a movie scene. She kept biting her lips, clenching and unclenching her fists. She looked so flustered, I got a bit worried.I mean, she was Jake's daughter. His only daughter.And she was definitely off limits.Scanning the room lazily, my gaze fell on a girl laughing at the bartender's joke. She kept taking shots of whiskey. One. Two. Three. She ke

CALLIEThe soft ray of the sunlight streamed into my room through the lacy curtains. Another gentle reminder that it was time to drag my ass off this bed.Setting my feet on the ground with a soft thud, I tossed my knitted blanket and grabbed my phone to take a quick glance at the time.Shit!I was late for class.In less than five minutes, my pyjamas were flying across the room and I was running into the bathroom in only my panties.I had Professor Bruce's class today! That man could wake up on a perfect morning and decide to ruin it with impromptu tests. I slipped into the shower, hurried out after a few minutes, then ran out of my room in my low heels. As I hurried down the stairs, I heard my mom's soft voice from the kitchen reminding me not to skip breakfast. Walking past her to the front porch was definitely a bad idea.She'd drag my arm, force me to the dining and even shove a spoon in my hands. Instead, I took a shortcut through my dad's private gym. It was the fastest way to