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Chapter 20: DRUNK IN LOVE.

Author: SHINING
last update publish date: 2025-12-14 05:36:45

DANTE:

He stumbled backward, hand flying to his nose. Blood poured between his fingers.

"You piece of shit!" I grabbed his collar, hauled him upright, and hit him again. "You put your hands on my mother!"

"It was an accident—"

"AN ACCIDENT?" I shoved him against the wall hard enough that pictures rattled. "You're a fucking coward. A woman beater. You should know better but no, you're a fool at your age."

"Dante, stop—" His voice came out nasal from the blood streaming down his face.

I hit him a
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