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Chapter 62 | Tease….In The Air

Author: Crimsontaless
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Grace

Dante froze in the doorway for half a second, eyes wide, before the door slammed shut behind him with a sharp crack that echoed through the room.

The sudden silence that followed felt thicker than before, charged with everything that had almost been interrupted.

I barely registered his exit. My mind was a haze of heat and need, the effects of whatever Adrian had given me still rolling through my veins like liquid fire.

My top slipped from my fingers and fluttered to the floor, leaving m
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