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Christopher's POV I stirred and felt someone holding me. The person's hold felt familiar. It felt like Dante, but the body temperature was a little low. He was colder than Dante would be, and there was no way he was here. I felt fear fill my body. Who the fuck was it? Maybe one of the vampires had mistakenly gotten into my bed last night or after their party, but Dante had made this wing off-limits for them and gave them the first floor and basement. I also felt guilt fill me as my body had reacted to someone holding me close, and my dick had gotten hard. This never happened before, and it made me feel awful. I turned to see who it was, already planning a good speech to give the person and get them off my bed and there he was, laying there beside me. Dante. How did he get here? I stared, still in shock. “Hey,” he smiled, and my heart filled. I jumped into him, squashing him under my weight, and I straddled him. I kissed him over and over again, all over his face, as my heart

Christopher's POV I was woken up by my stomach grumbling with hunger. Dante lay beside me, his hands on my stomach. "Hey," I called to him, but he didn't respond. That was strange. He told me himself that vampires didn't fall asleep, so why wasn't he responding? "Dante," I called him again, and he didn't respond. I got a little scared but then remembered he was immortal there was no way he would die, right? Right? "Dante, baby, wake up," I shook him as I got even more scared. He opened his eyes and stared at me, then realized it was me and smiled. "Hey, Sunshine," he propped himself up on his elbow with a grin. "What happened to you? You scared me," I said with a sigh of relief, but he just smiled, not seeming to see this as a big deal. "I got too well-fed and satisfied, and I passed out. I'm better now," he smiled, pulling me in for a kiss. "Wait, that happens? You never told me about that," I asked, and he opened his mouth to respond when my stomach grumbled loudly, halti

Ashley's POV It had been a while since I could rest. I tried to ignore the fact for the most part but failed drastically. I had been here for so long that I had forgotten. I couldn't tell the time down here because time tangled together and got me confused. I missed my freedom, but not too much. I think I have him under control. He let me have some things in my room. After that night of me seducing him, I was finally able to get some things for myself. I had a TV placed in the room, but it didn't have any internet connection and all the shows were taped versions. It was better than not having anything. Even though he kept my chest up, I could tell that he cared about me in a way. He still turned the light on and off when he came to bring me my food, but I could tell it was because he was shy about it. I let him have his thing. I knew I was chipping away slowly. One day he would fold completely, and I would be there, standing with him at my beck and call. "Wake up," he spoke th

Dante's POVChristopher wrapped his hands around my waist and looked up at me."I didn't know Tate was going through all that. I feel like a bad friend for not realizing sooner. I wish I had," he mumbled, and I smiled, leaning down to kiss him."It's not your fault, you know. You would never have figured that out. You can't know everything about everyone. What matters is what you're doing now that you know." I stroked his hair and leaned down to kiss the top of his head."Doesn't Abyss Memorial have the best cancer research facility? Why don't we figure out a way to move her there?" he leaned away and looked up at me, an idea brewing in his mind."Sure. You can do anything you want. You have access to everything. You can build a new hospital from the ground up for her if you want," I smiled, and he rolled his eyes."I'll have you know that I have a pretty tight financial situation myself. I got a pretty good job, and I've been investing these past few months. I haven't had to spend an

Dante's POVI watched him with relief as he seemed to look happier. I felt so much guilt for not realizing that he was afraid of leaving the house all this while.If I had known earlier on, I would have done something to help.I raised the back of his palm to my lips and kissed it."It's not as scary as I thought it would be," he smiled, looking at me with a happy expression on his face."I'm sorry," I apologized, as I couldn't keep the guilt inside of me."Why?" he asked, looking shocked at my apology.He was a sweet angel if he didn't realize why I would be at fault and why I would apologize to him."For all my ploys to make your life great and all my promises, you've been through much worse with me than you had when you were alone," I explained to him.I couldn't define the way I felt to him. It was strange and all-encompassing. I loved him in that same all-encompassing way, but I also carried guilt for everything in that same way.I wanted to protect him.I wanted him to be safe a