Chapter 71: Breakfast, Guns, and Unexpected VisitorClara I barely slept a wink after running out of that bathroom. Every time I closed my eyes, the image of Dante standing stark naked, water dripping off his broad shoulders, flashed behind my eyelids like a blinding flare.By eight in the morning, I had checked my reflection three times to make sure I looked completely normal before walking downstairs into the dining area.The boys were already gathered around the table. Alex was quietly sipping coffee while reading something on his tablet, Marco was brutally devouring a plate of bacon, and Luca was midway through a story when I stepped into the room.Dante sat at the head of the table, looking impossibly clean, sharp, and composed in a dark fitted shirt—as if he hadn't been casually standing bare in a steamy bathroom four hours ago."Good morning, Doctor," Dante said, his deep baritone cutting through the low morning hum. His golden eyes locked onto mine, a faint, wicked glint danc
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