Nina couldn’t sleep.Not that it was unusual,her apartment above the club was small, the walls thin, and her life usually kept her on edge,but tonight, her thoughts kept returning to the card Dante had left behind. The neat handwriting, the name, the address. Every time she pictured it, a shiver ran down her spine.She told herself it was nothing. She didn’t know him. She had no business following this, no reason to step into a world that wasn’t hers. But curiosity had teeth, and it had already bitten deep.By morning, she tried to bury it in routine: coffee, making a list of chores, answering texts from Marco about restocking bottles. But even as she poured sugar into her mug, her mind replayed Dante’s presence—the way he had studied her, the faint scar above his eyebrow, the dangerous calm in his voice.He had power. She had no illusions about that. But he had looked at her as if she were the only person who mattered. And that thought, that terrifying pull, refused to leave her.It
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