Isabella POVIt’s like there’s two different versions of us and I despise everything about you, but we have this…I don’t even know what it is.”“Passion, lust, connection, affection and respect for each other”“Yeah, I guess.”He pressed his forehead to mine. “I understand that all too well.”“I don’t know what to do…” I closed my eyes and held on to him, seeking comfort from my tormentor. He could take me to bed right this second, and I wouldn’t fight him. I’d spread my legs and pull him deeper into me. I’d want more than what he could give. “Please leave my family alone. Just drop it, okay?”He stood in silence, his hands still on my waist, I opened my eyes and looked at him. “Please.”“You know I can’t do that…”“I could have killed you, but I didn’t. You owe me.”He stared at me with his blue eyes, his expression unreadable. “Dante, hurting my family isn’t going to bring yours back. It’s not going to rewrite history. You’ll just make your life feel more hollow. And you’ll only hur
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