Dante Sparda X Reader Novels & Stories

Maybe I'd use it to strangle myself before Dante does it. "Came to grab more clothes for Lily." She tilted her head. "How did it go?" I stood there for a moment, the folder still tucked under my arm. Where do I start from? The person running the DeLuca foundation is Dante, or Dante is a DeLuca, or he is Jace's fucking brother, or the man I almost slept with on the wedding eve is my fiance's —ex-fiance’s — brother. Yeah, Chloe's going to eat this up.

After I injured my back during family training, Dante had it custom made with the finest materials to support my spine properly. He used to be good to me. He knew exactly what it meant to treat a girl he raised like that. He made me fall in love with him. But then he stood on some moral high ground and condemned me for loving the man who raised me. Now, because of one casual comment from Serafina, Dante gave away my mattress without even telling me. Dante appeared at my door when he heard me come in. He sounded indifferent. "Serafina's a light sleeper, so I gave her your mattress. Your back's healed anyway. Any mattress will do for you now."

I followed her like a lost lamb and when I heard grunts and moans of pain I instantly knew where we were. “No way, there’s no way I’m going in there.” I halted my steps. “Oh come on, Andrea, stop being a baby. We just need to sit and watch some sexy men train and a huge tip, I heard Dante is sparring with some wolves today.” My ears stood at the name of Dante. I haven’t seen him since yesterday, so he came back last night. “Really!” I asked with excitement. Furthermore, I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but anytime I hear that name I feel a light tingling feeling on my skin.

But it doesn't matter how many times I try to convince myself of his indifference - the lies come crumbling down the following night after work when I stop by the supermarket. I don't normally read the tabloids. In fact, I've made a habit of actively avoiding them. But when you're standing in line at the checkout, sometimes your eye wanders unintentionally to the glossy magazines displayed on every side of you. And today, my eye lands straight on a giant photo of Dante. He's only on one cover - most of the other magazines boast pictures of Luca or Emilia, since their engagement is still hot news - but the photo of Dante on Celebrity Spark is a striking one. And the headline even more so: "Da

“Why? You were reading about sex, just now. I could easily help you out with tips…” “Your Highness! It is a romance novel, there is no way to avoid it,” Dante groaned. Almira chuckled, sitting beside him. “What about you?” She asked. His brows furrowed in confusion. “What about me?” He asked. She shook her head with a smile. It died immediately after Xander came into sight. Dante followed her gaze and paled out. Xander stopped in his tracks, shocked by the transformation.

I asked, my voice taking on a darker edge. "No," she gasped. "Never." "Never?" I thrust my fingers harder, deeper. "What if Niccolo wanted to touch this sweet pussy? Would you let him?" "No!" Her eyes flew open, meeting mine. "Only you, Dante. Only you." "What if he tried?" My voice dropped to a sinister tone. My fingers never stopped their relentless pace, stroking her G-spot with precision. "What if he put his hands on you? Tried to touch what's mine?”

The hunter with the containment spike lunged. Aiden screamed— Dante turned— A burst of violet light exploded from Aiden, rippling the air like a shockwave. The hunters were thrown backward into the walls. Dante dropped to one knee, gripping Aiden tightly. Aiden trembled uncontrollably. The spike missed him by inches, burying itself into the ground instead. Dante cupped Aiden’s face with both hands. “I’m here,” he whispered fiercely. “I’m here. Focus on my voice.”

Dante muttered, watching Chiara’s reaction intently. Chiara smiled, excitedly picking up her phone. “Th-thank you so much!” She squealed, opening it. Dante stared at her screen watching her as she scrolled through her apps. She finally settled for a reading app and he raised a brow, knowing she couldn’t see him. “I’m guessing you’re a fan of reading.” She looked at him, nodding quietly. “Yeah, I like reading.” She mumbled awkwardly, immediately returning her gaze back to her screen.

“I’m going to assume you want me to ruin you.” Bella’s breath hitched. She could feel the massive bulge in his pants growing against her ass. Her thin panties were already damp. “I hate you,” she breathed, even as her hips gave a tiny, involuntary roll. Dante chuckled darkly, one hand sliding up her thigh, under her dress. “Good. Hate me while you soak my thigh, princess. I’ve wanted to break this spoiled Rossi pussy for years.” His fingers brushed over her panties, finding the wet spot. Bella whimpered despite herself.