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Hands away

Penulis: Ilma
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Dante’s POV

Dragging Alessia out of the room was not part of the plan. In fact, I didn’t plan at all. But watching her sit there, glaring at me as if she could burn a hole through my chest, made my patience evaporate.

When we reached a secluded hallway, I stopped abruptly, forcing her to stop with me.

“Let me go,” she snapped, her voice laced with venom

I let go of her wrist. She stumbled back a little, rubbing the spot where I had grabbed her. Her eyes shot daggers at me. “I told you, I don’t want to talk.” She tried to sidestep me. But I wasn’t about to let her walk away so easily.

Before she could move again, I grabbed her wrist again and gently, but firmly, pinned her against the wall. My pulse quickened with the heat of the moment.

She struggled against me, but I could see her resolve starting to crack, the sharp edge of her anger wavering.

“I don’t care what you want, Alessia.” I couldn’t afford to be gentle right now. “You are going to listen.”

Her breath hitched as she tried
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