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Chapter 19

Author: Tee writes
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-18 21:07:53

Dante

Melanie remained standing in the corner of my private room like she had every fucking right to be there.

Her eyes went wide but that look only lasted for a second. She regained herself instantly, running past me.

Big mistake.

I yanked my shirt from the chair, barely bothering to slip it on as I went after her. My steps weren’t rushed. I didn’t have to sprint because I didn’t need to. She wasn’t getting far.

She took a sharp turn down the hall, but I caught her before she hit the corner, my hand locking around her arm like iron.

“Going somewhere, sweetheart?” My voice was low, the kind of low that made people stop breathing.

She jerked against my grip. “Let me go.”

“Not a chance.” I stepped into her space, forcing her to look up at me. “No one walks into my private room, and escapes.”

Her chin tipped up. “It was a mistake… I was looking for...”

“Bullshit,” I said flatly. “You were snooping.”

“I wasn’t—”

“Don’t,” I cut her off, tightening my hold just enough to make
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