The air between them thickens as soon as Dante’s eyes land on Cole’s hand resting on her shoulder. His gaze darkens, that dangerous glint flickering beneath the surface, restrained, but barely. Amara feels it immediately. That subtle shift in the room, the heat, the sudden stillness. She jerks slightly, brushing Cole’s hand away in a motion that looks almost casual. Almost. “Oh, uh…Cole,” she begins quickly, forcing a smile. “He’s my neighbor. I ran into him earlier, and he needed a quick…favor. So I told him I’d be here with Marco, and he came by.” Cole chuckles under his breath. Smooth. Unbothered. “Yeah, neighbor,” he echoes with a smirk that doesn’t quite reach his eyes. “I was just showing her something.” Dante’s expression doesn’t change, but his eyes do all the talking. Calculating. Dangerous. He steps closer, his presence swallowing the room. “Your neighbor,” he repeats, tone low and measured, “must live in a very exclusive part of town if he can find Marco’s priva
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