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Chapter 17 — The Rules

Author: Phoebe Luna
last update publish date: 2026-08-31 17:21:35

Around three in the morning, shortly after whatever had happened in the nursery, Dante decided his house needed some structure. He needed boundaries. He wanted a professional framework to make sure that whatever had almost happened between him and Mia didn’t happen again—at least not until he could figure out if he could actually afford the complication.

He sat at his desk in the pre-dawn quiet and drafted a list with the same cold precision he used to settle territory disputes.

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