DanteShe was so close. Violet was so close I could feel the heat radiating from her body, her breath mingling with mine in the heavy silence. God, she looked wrecked already—those wide eyes glistening with unshed tears, her lips parted just slightly, trembling. We’d been here before, tearing each other apart only to crawl back for more. But tonight, with the storm raging outside mirroring the chaos in my chest, I couldn’t walk away.Her fingers brushed my jaw, feather-light but electric, sending a jolt straight through me. “It hurts, Dante,” she whispered, her voice breaking on my name. “I need to feel something real before it all falls apart again.”That was all it took. The dam inside me shattered.I grabbed her, pulling her against me with a desperation that bordered on violence. My mouth crashed down on hers, hungry and punishing, tasting the faint salt of her tears as they finally spilled over. Her lips were soft, yielding at first, then fierce as she kissed me back, her hand
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