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Annalissa Hale My arms instantly wrap around Dante’s neck and I deepen the kiss, letting go of all the tension in my body. Seeing him, being in his arms, his touch always sets me off and puts me at ease at the same time.He’s everything I’ve ever wanted. He challenges me. Teases me. And passionately loves me.When he pulls away, he grips my cheeks and rests his forehead on mine. He pulls back slightly and flicks a finger, easily sliding the thin strap of my nightdress off my shoulder. It drops down my arm and sags on that side, exposing my bare breast. Dante smiles as he gently cups my breast, coasting his thumb back and forth across my nipple. “You’re so desperate for my touch, huh?”“Um.” I can’t stop watching his hand on my breast, his thumb stroking the hardened peak of my nipple. It feels hot.“The way you look at me when you’re turned on? It ruins me.” He casually pulls my second strap off and my dress falls to my waist. He cups my other breast, giving it the same tre
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Dante RomanoTwo days without her was like living in hell.I hadn’t realized how much of my sanity was tethered to her until I woke up in a strange bed in Dubai, with nothing but the sound of air conditioners and city noise to fill the silence.She’s in my head when I’m in meetings. She’s in my head when I’m reviewing contracts. Even the desert heat reminds me of her warmth.I’d planned to be gone five days, but I couldn’t. I pushed through every damn meeting, every negotiation, fitting five days of work into two. I barely slept or barely ate. Every time my phone buzzed, I wanted it to be her. But I didn’t call. I wanted to come home first. To see her face when I walked through that door.And now…Now I’m standing in the doorway of our kitchen at 2 a.m., staring at my wife sitting cross-legged on the cold tile floor, half a tub of ice cream in one hand and strawberries in the other.She’s wearing one of those thin nightdresses that should be illegal. It stops mid-thigh. Her cheeks
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Annalissa HaleIvan laughs softly. “You’re failing spectacularly then.”His tone is light as he shrugs out of his jacket, revealing a rolled-up sleeve and a surprisingly relaxed posture for someone whose suit probably costs a lot.“I’ve had worse greetings,” he says. “Once, a CEO sneezed on me mid-handshake.”I look up at him, horrified. “Oh God.”“Exactly my reaction.”The corner of his mouth lifts again. He takes one of the napkins from me, brushing off the last of the spill himself. “Really, it’s fine,” he assures. “No permanent damage done. Unless this was your plan to destabilize me before the meeting.”I exhale a nervous laugh. “Right. That’s me…strategic coffee assassin.”“Deadly and caffeinated,” “Next time,” I manage, “I’ll aim lower. Maybe your shoes.”He chuckles, shaking his head. “Remind me not to stand too close during meetings.”The elevator dings again, and another team member steps out. Ivan gestures toward the conference room. “Shall we? Or do you need to refi
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Annalissa HaleDante has been gone for two days. How is it that it feels longer than that?There’s an eight-hour time difference, but he calls whenever he can. Usually in that groggy moment when it’s sunrise for me and midnight for him. But still, the house feels empty.Ornella and Maria offered to stay with me while he’s gone, insisting I might need company.But I told them no. I can handle myself. It’s just a few days without Dante. I’ve lived through worse. Except this morning, I woke up feeling like my entire body was conspiring against me. My stomach aches, my head throbs, and my mood is somewhere between cranky and don’t-talk-to-me-or-I’ll-cry-for-no-reason.Now, I’m late for work because I forgot to set my alarm, and to top it off, we’re meeting with Ivan Lombardo again in less than thirty minutes. Perfect timing, really.After a rushed shower and a messy attempt at a bun, I throw on my usual slacks, a crisp white shirt, and heels. I’m halfway to the door before realizing my
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Dante RomanoI follow her inside the bathroom. Steam fills the room within minutes. She's naked in the shower stall and covered in foam. I drop my robe and step in behind her. My hands immediately find her waist.“Still mad at me?” I murmur against her shoulder.“Maybe.”“I’ll make the anger all go away.”She laughs but the sound turns to a soft sigh when I kiss her. I can taste that sweetness that is all her. My hands glide smoothly along the taut skin of her leanly muscled back. Although the water is warm, she shivers. Her beautiful eyes grow languid. The sound that she makes in her throat is full of anticipation.“Dante… she sighs.“Tell me what you want,” I say against her lips.“Just you,” she says. “Just you.”I pull her closer and kiss her again. Strangely, it doesn’t feel like a simple prelude to sex. It’s slightly unsettling, but…I caress her shoulders and slide my hands down until I can touch her breasts. They’re so full and fit perfectly in my hand. I cup them, reveling
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Dante Romano“I’m only going for like five days…” I say for the seventh damn time, watching Issa fold another shirt into my suitcase like I’m leaving for war instead of a business trip.She’s wearing one of my T-shirts. Her hair is messy and her lips are in that pout that somehow manages to short-circuit every rational thought I have.“Five days,” I repeat, slower this time, because maybe the number itself will sound smaller if I drag it out.Issa doesn’t look up. “You’ve said that seven times.”“Eight,” I correct.She finally glances at me as she narrows her eyes. “And you think repeating it will make me like it?”I smirk, leaning against the dresser. “No. But maybe it’ll make me believe it.”Truth is, I hate leaving her too. But this trip is unavoidable. The Dubai project is massive. It’s a multi-billion-dollar business park that’ll tie the Romano empire to the Middle East market for the next decade. It’s also legitimate, public-facing and clean money. That’s exactly why I need to
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