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Chapter 58

Penulis: Shana Allen
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ARIA.

Reality slammed into me like ice water, shocking every nerve, leaving a sting that seemed to crawl under my skin.

Dane’s arms wrapped around me, heavy and warm, pressing against the curve of my back. The scent of him should’ve been grounding. Instead, it felt like a trap. His heat, meant to comfort, pressed against me in ways that made my chest tighten, my pulse slam against my ribs like a warning drum.

I had been reckless. Shameless.

Every inch of me had been alight with him—the brush of his fingers across my skin, the way he had made me burn from the inside out. The fire he had lit now smoldered into shame, a bitter tang that clung to my throat, leaving the taste of regret behind. My hands itched to move, to push away, but I froze, tangled in the duality of longing and fear.

My body stiffened against him. I felt him notice—subtle, the shift of his weight, the soft release of tension in his hold.

“What’s wrong?”

I couldn’t speak. My lungs felt too tight to draw air.

And then th
Shana Allen

Dane's oath wasn't merely words. It was a promise and vow all wrapped into one. Next, we'll see what it does between them. As always, thank you for your support!

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Don
I agree with Blake. She's strong as hell.
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blake allsgood
Damn. It's truly amazing that she's even giving him a chance after everything.
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Jess
Two steps forward and one step back.
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