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CHAPTER 12: FIRE BETWEEN US
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WHEN POWER LEARNS TO KNEEL CHAPTER 12: FIRE BETWEEN US
The city lights outside flickered against the glass, painting the apartment in shades of gold and shadow. Nina sat on the edge of the couch, knees drawn close, heart hammering in her chest. Dante leaned against the wall nearby, arms crossed, and eyes that seemed to see straight through her.“You’re thinking too much,” he said, voice low, husky, teasing.“I can’t stop,” she admitted, her fingers brushing at the edge of the blanket around her. “Everything that happened today, everything we found out… it’s too much.”He walked toward her slowly, each step deliberate. “Maybe,” he murmured, “you’re thinking about me too much.”Nina’s chest fluttered. “Me? You think I—” She stopped herself, realizing her own words sounded like a confession she wasn’t ready to give.Dante closed the distance between them, leaning down so their eyes met. “Don’t pretend,” he whispered. “You feel it, don’t you?”Heat pooled in her stomach. She wanted to deny it, to push back, but she couldn’t. “I… maybe,” she a
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Nina Romano did not sleep.She lay beside Dante Moretti in the quiet apartment, staring at the ceiling as the first gray light of morning filtered through the curtains. His arm was draped over her waist, heavy and warm, grounding in a way she both craved and feared. Every time she closed her eyes, the same thought returned, sharp and relentless.I was placed in his life.The idea crawled under her skin. It made every memory feel suspect. Every laugh. Every argument. Every moment she had believed was chance.Dante stirred beside her, his fingers tightening slightly against her side. He did not open his eyes, but his voice came out low and rough.“You’re awake.”“Yes,” Nina said softly.He exhaled and shifted, propping himself on one elbow so he could see her face. His expression was tired, but alert, like he had been fighting his own thoughts all night too.“You’re thinking again,” he said.She let out a breath that trembled. “I do not know how to stop.”He nodded slowly. “Me neither.”
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Nina sat frozen on the edge of the couch, her hands gripping the cushion like she could hold herself together if she squeezed hard enough. Dante stood a few feet away, the shadows from the lamp casting lines across his sharp features. His eyes, usually so warm, were dark, unreadable, like he had just learned a truth that might shatter him completely.“Why didn’t you tell me?” Dante’s voice was low, barely above a whisper, but it carried a weight that made the air between them heavy.“I—I didn’t know how,” Nina said, her voice trembling. “I didn’t know if I would even survive if I told you. I thought keeping it a secret would protect me.”Dante ran his hand through his hair, pacing in silence for a few moments before he finally spoke again. “Protect you? Or protect them? Protect the people who ruined your father’s life?”“It’s not that simple,” Nina said, finally standing, her eyes fierce now, like fire had replaced the fear. “Everything I’ve done, every step I’ve taken, was to survive
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Nina did not sleep.She lay on her side facing the wall, eyes open, breath shallow, listening to the quiet rhythm of the city beyond the glass. Morning had not fully arrived yet. The room was still dim, wrapped in that fragile hour between night and day. Dante was behind her. She could feel his presence without touching him. The weight of it pressed into her back like an unanswered question.Something had shifted.She had felt it the night before. Not in his hands or his mouth or the way his voice had dropped when he said her name. It was deeper than that. Something buried under restraint. Something unfinished.Dante moved slightly, the bed dipping under his weight. He had not slept either. She knew that now. His breathing had been too controlled. Too aware.“You are awake,” he said quietly.“So are you.”He did not deny it.She rolled onto her back and stared at the ceiling. The air between them felt tight, stretched thin.“You have been watching me like you are waiting for something
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The room still smelled like heat and skin.Nina sat on the edge of the bed, her fingers curled into the sheets, her pulse loud in her ears. Dante stood a few steps away, jacket discarded, shirt unbuttoned just enough to show skin she had already memorized without touching again.Neither of them spoke.They didn’t need to.“You’re thinking too much,” Dante finally said, his voice lower than before.Nina let out a shaky breath. “You don’t get to tell me what I’m thinking.”A slow smile tugged at his mouth. Dangerous. Knowing.“I do,” he replied. “Your body gives you away.”She looked up at him sharply. “Don’t.”“Don’t what?”“Don’t look at me like that.”He moved closer, unhurried, like he had all the time in the world. “Like what?”“Like you already own me.”He stopped inches away. Too close. Too far.“I don’t own you,” he said quietly. “If I did, you wouldn’t be shaking.”She hated that he noticed. Hated that he was right.“Then why does it feel like I’m losing control every time you’
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Nina did not sleep again after he left the room. Her body was too awake, nerves buzzing like they had been touched and forgotten on purpose. She lay on her side, staring at the pale ceiling, replaying the way his hand had felt. The way his voice had sounded when he told her to stay with him. Not commanding. Not cold. Almost… uncertain. That was the dangerous part. When the knock came, she nearly jumped. A soft one. Polite. Wrong for the kind of place she was in. “Come in,” she said. A woman stepped inside pushing a small cart. Coffee. Bread. Fruit arranged too neatly. She smiled like nothing in this building was illegal. “Mr. Moretti said you should eat,” the woman said. Nina nodded. “Thank you.” The door closed again. Locked from the outside. Not aggressively. Just enough to remind her. She ate slowly, forcing herself to calm down. To think. To remember she was not supposed to be here feeling like this. She had been scared of Dante when she first met him. She should still be
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