Cassidy’s POVWe stepped through the front door hand in hand, the heavy oak closing behind us with a soft, final thud that echoed too loudly in the cavernous foyer. The air inside the mansion hit me like a wall—cool, sterile, laced with Vanessa’s signature jasmine candles and the faint, expensive tang of lemon polish on the marble floors. Everything was exactly as we’d left it: pristine, perfect, a carefully curated stage for the performance of “normal family.” Crystal chandelier sparkling overhead, fresh orchids on the console table, not a speck of dust or a single thing out of place.But nothing felt normal anymore.Dante’s grip on my hand was iron-steady, his thumb tracing slow, deliberate circles over my knuckles like he was anchoring himself as much as me. I squeezed back, drawing strength from the contact, from the warmth of his palm against mine. My legs still felt weak from the drive, from the weekend, from the way he’d wrecked me so completely—body, heart, soul. His cum stil
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