She slid into the booth, and immediately they rearranged themselves around her. The scarred one on her left, the one with the mole on her right, and the unmarked one directly across, leaning forward with his elbows on the table. She was surrounded, engulfed by their presence. They smelled like expensive cologne, leather, and something else—something wild and untamed that made her pulse quicken."I'm Dante," the scarred one said, his voice a deep rumble that vibrated through her. His hand came to rest on the back of the booth behind her shoulders."Damien," said the one with the mole, his fingers already tracing idle patterns on the leather seat near her thigh."Dominic," the third finished, his dark eyes never leaving her face. "And you're Aria Chen."Her eyebrows rose. "You know my name.""We make it our business to know everything about what interests us," Dominic said, his voice smooth as aged whiskey. "And you, sweetheart, have been interesting us all night.""We've been watching
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