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How long I have wanted to do this

Author: Ilma
last update Last Updated: 2026-01-06 22:52:57

Isabella’s POV

The moment my lips touched his, the world disappeared around me.

Dante froze for a moment. He looked at me like he had seen a ghost.

I stepped back, regretting. Maybe, I made a terrible mistake. I mistaken the darkness in his eyes and pushed a man who didn't want to be pushed.

Then, a low sound rose from his chest. I swallowed.

He slid his hands back into my hair in and urgency. Then… he claimed me.

He sucked my lips, every corner. His mouth felt hot against me. I tasted the wine he had had at dinner. But it felt so good. But it didn’t last long.

Suddenly, he pulled away, panting. I heard him curse under his breath before he said, "If you don't stop me now, I won't be able to."

"Don't stop." I whispered. I begged. "Please. Make the world go away.”

“Isabella,” He called my name like a vow, like a warning. Or a plea.

“I know.” I said. I didn’t know what I was talking about or what I was agreeing to. But I didn’t want to step back.

Dante’s control snapped. He kissed me aga
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