Jem's POV My fingers shot to my lips immediately, trembling as I stared at him in confusion, fear, and complete disbelief. "What… what was that…?" I whispered shakily. "Fuck…" Dante muttered under his breath, his eyes fixed on me. "It's your first time," he groaned. I couldn't respond. I just stood there, completely frozen, my mind blank, and my chest rising and falling too fast. Dante looked at me for a moment longer, then his expression hardened again. "You should leave," he said coldly. I still couldn't move. I was still touching my lips, like I was trying to confirm it actually happened. It was at this point that Dante suddenly stepped closer again. I flinched instantly but he didn't stop. He reached out and picked up the shirt I had dropped earlier and, without saying a word, began to help me put it on. Something inside me snapped back to reality. I jerked away sharply, pushing his hands off me. Dante paused. He didn't argue. He didn't try to force it. Instead, he
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