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The devil’s offer

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Isabella’s POV

I could feel his gaze on my pale skin, the dark circles under my eyes, and the way my hands were still shaking near my midsection.

I tried to summon my pride. I tried to stand tall, but my legs felt like water. "What are you doing here, Signore Galante? Did you drive two hours to fire me from the cafe, too?"

A muscle leaped in his jaw.

"I told you.” He paused as he took a step closer, crowding me against the counter. "I like watching people fail. But I am not sure I liked this one."

“What do you expect?” I snapped. “You fired me. You didn’t even give me a reason.”

“You want a reason?” Dante stepped closer, filling the space. “Fine. First reason: You walked into a high-pressure job knowing your body couldn’t handle it.”

His eyes dropped to my stomach. My breath caught.

“Second reason: I don't keep distractions in my SOC. And you, Alessia, are a very loud distraction.”

“A distraction?” I laughed bitterly, gripping the table to stay upright. “I sat in a corner and did my
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