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Chapter 56: Can I Trust Him?

Author: Oma Green
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-08 01:07:37

Gianna’s POV

Dante’s grip loosened, slow and reluctant, his palms dragging down my body like he didn’t want to let go.

“Go,” he said finally, the word low and rough, like it cost him to say it.

I didn’t wait. I turned and ran, pushing past stunned faces, not daring to look back.

The music faded behind me as I tore through the hall, desperate for somewhere to hide. The corridor felt endless, stretching on and on, until I found a door, grabbed the handle, and shoved it open.

Relief flooded me when I saw the row of sinks and mirrors.

A restroom. Thank God.

I stumbled inside and slammed the door shut, leaning against it as if I could keep the world out. My chest heaved, and for a moment, I thought I might collapse.

My legs trembled beneath me, every inch of my body still alive with the memory of his touch. I reached the sink, gripping the edge tightly.

His scent clung to my skin. His voice still echoed in my head. I could still feel the rough drag of his fingers along my thigh... and wors
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she doesn't learn, maybe it's her way of provoking Dante for her to be punished just like the way she wanted - though still in denial
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