MelanieDante was growing impatient. I could see it in his eyes. “Melanie,” he called my name again but this time. It was filled with a roughness that can’t be forgotten.“I need to know what you mean by 'I'm the reason?” He frowned, confusion written all over his face.I knew I couldn’t keep quiet for so long and even if I tried, Dante would find a way to force the truth out of me. “I didn’t hurt you.” He continued, his voice sounding like he was trying to remember if he did. “I know,” I said softly, my throat tightening. “But… you’re about to.”That caught him off guard. “What the hell do you mean by that?”I froze. My mind went blank, words choking in my throat. I could see it—the shift in his eyes from confusion to suspicion.“Melanie, talk to me,” he demanded, his tone sharp, and dangerous.I took a shaky breath. “Juan saw you meeting with the Vladimir family’s assistant.”Dante’s body went rigid. His jaw clenched. “Go on,” he said, voice icy.“He approached me telling me all
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