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CHAPTER 83
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2026-05-04 05:22:26
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Dante's POVIt took Callum and both medics to get me up. When I stood, the world tilted sideways for about two seconds and then straightened out.I kept Matteo on my hip the entire way out of those woods. My right arm under him, his legs around my waist, his face buried in my neck. Every step jolted my shoulder. I didn't care. Callum walked beside me with one hand hovering near my back the whole time, ready.The walk out felt three times longer than the walk in.We passed the police tape they'd already strung between two trees. Past officers standing in small groups. Past a man in a windbreaker photographing footprints in the mud.I did not look toward the middle of the clearing when we passed it.Neither did Matteo. I made sure of that with my hand on the back of his head.The ambulance was parked in the motel lot with its back doors already open, lights turning silently.They wanted to put me on the stretcher. I sat on it. That was as far as I'd go."He rides with me," I said."Sir,
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Dante's POVRob's eyes were open.That was the thing that got me. They were wide open and pointed up at the gap in the canopy where the afternoon light was still coming down, and they weren't looking at anything. There was nothing behind them. The wildness that had been in them thirty seconds ago — the panic, the rage, the whole spiraling mess of it — was just gone. Wiped clean. His face looked younger without it. Slack and young and almost peaceful, which was the most obscene part of all.His mouth was slightly open.Somewhere off to the left, one of the officers was talking into a radio, giving a location, requesting a coroner.I stood there and looked at my brother lying dead in the leaves.My little brother.He was eight when he broke his arm falling out of the tree behind the villa and I carried him all the way back to the house on my back while he cried into my shoulder. He was eleven when he got in a fight at school over something stupid and I lied to our father about who start
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Dante's POVCallum reached me before my knees could finish giving out.I felt his hand close hard around my good arm and then his shoulder come under mine, taking my weight. He was solid. He didn't say anything at first, just held me up while my legs decided whether they were going to keep working."I've got you," he said. Low. Right next to my ear. "Stay on your feet. I've got you."My shoulder was burning.That's the only word for it. Burning — a deep, spreading heat that went from somewhere below my collarbone down through the whole arm and around into my back. It pulsed with every heartbeat, and my heart was going so fast that it felt like one long continuous wave of it, no gaps. My fingers had gone strange. Tingling and thick, like they belonged to somebody else. I could feel warm wetness soaking down the inside of my shirt.I ignored all of it.I pulled Matteo back from my chest, just far enough to see him."Let me look at you," I said. My voice came out wrong, ragged and breath
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Lia's POVThe steady soft rhythm broke apart and sped up, the tones climbing over each other. The numbers on the monitor jumped — his heart rate going from sixty-something to over a hundred in seconds, then higher, the blood pressure numbers rising alongside it and staying up. A soft alarm chimed somewhere near the head of the bed.I leaned over him fast, my free hand going to his forehead."Victor, it's okay." I made my voice as calm and even as I could. Inside, fear was flooding through me so fast my hands had started to shake against his skin. "It's okay. I'm right here. You're safe. You're in the hospital and you're safe. Just breathe for me. Please, just breathe."His eyes darted around the room without landing on anything. Ceiling. Window. The blur of my face. Back to the ceiling. He wasn't seeing any of it.He tried to sit up.His shoulders came off the pillow maybe two inches before the pain hit him and he groaned — a low, terrible sound — and dropped back."Dante—" He was gas
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Lia's POVI sat in Victor's hospital room and felt the worry moving through me like something alive.The chair was soft. That was the strange part. Everything about this room was soft and quiet and expensive in a way that made the fear sitting in my stomach feel even more out of place. The chair I was curled up in was a deep armchair upholstered in pale gray fabric, the sort of thing you'd find in a hotel lobby. There was a matching couch along the far wall with a folded cashmere throw draped over the back. There was even a small kitchenette in the corner with a coffee machine that made real espresso.I hadn't touched any of it.The air didn't smell like antiseptic in here. Not really. Outside the enormous window the sky was going soft and gray with late afternoon. This room had a view. Actual sky, actual city, the buildings going hazy at the edges as the light flattened out. The blinds were half open and laid thin pale stripes across the carpet and up the side of the bed.I barely
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Dante’s POVThe gun against Matteo's head trembled. His whole arm was shaking now, the barrel jumping slightly against my son's hair, and I watched it and felt something in my chest close like a fist. He was breathing so hard I could see his chest going up and down from across the clearing."You took her away from me!" Spit flew from his mouth when he shouted. "You turned her against me! You and Dad — both of you! You broke everything! She was mine! She was mine and I brought her to Italy and you took her! He deserved the bullet I put in him. He deserved it!"He was spiraling. The words came pouring out of him in a rush, tumbling over each other, half of them barely making sense. His free hand — the one across Matteo's chest — kept opening and closing, opening and closing.Matteo cried harder and pressed his face into Rob's arm, trying to hide from the shouting.I didn't argue with any of it.Not one word. Every instinct I had wanted to tell him he was wrong, that he'd broken it himse
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Lia's POV"I know," Dante said. "But I still feel responsible somehow. Like maybe if I'd done more, been a better example, he would have turned out differently. Would have treated you better.""Or maybe some people just are who they are regardless of what others do," I suggested. "You can't take re
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Lia's POVI screamed his name as my pussy clamped down hard, squirting and pulsing around his thickness in violent waves. Dante thrust up deep one last time and came with a guttural groan, flooding me with hot, thick ropes of cum. I felt every pulse, every spurt painting my insides as my walls milk
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Lia's POVI dove back down, taking every thick inch until he pressed deep into my throat. My nose brushed the dark hair at his base, and I held there, swallowing around him, letting my throat massage his cock while spit ran messily down my chin. His thighs shook on either side of me. His hand fiste
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