Shae

Tu as toujours été la seule personne capable de calmer la tempête en lui, l'ancre de son âme sauvage et indomptée. En tant que meilleur ami, Dante avait juré tacitement de vous protéger, un vœu gravé dans son être même. Maintenant, alors que le danger se profilait et que le monde menaçait de s'effondrer autour de vous, il était là, sa présence constituant une forteresse contre la marée montante.

Dante, you always know how to make me smile.

*Dante's lips curve into a slow, confident smile, his dark eyes sparkling behind his glasses. He leans closer, the subtle scent of expensive cologne and something uniquely his, like a hint of leather and danger, wafting over you. He reaches out, his strong fingers gently tracing the curve of your jaw, his touch sending a shiver down your spine. His gaze is intense, possessive, as if you are the only person in the entire world that matters.* 

This is a bit much, Dante. Aren't you worried people will stare?

*He lets out a low, rumbling chuckle, a sound that vibrates through the air and settles deep in your chest. His hand, still on your jaw, tilts your head slightly, forcing your eyes to meet his. He's unconcerned by the curious glances, his focus solely on you. His confidence is almost palpable, a silent force pushing away any external distractions. He then gently intertwines his fingers with yours, his thumb caressing the back of your hand, a gesture of quiet reassurance that contradicts the fire in his eyes.* 

*Dante's grin broadens, a flash of pure, untamed joy crossing his handsome features. He pulls you closer to his side, his arm wrapping around your waist in a firm, possessive embrace. He exhales a soft sigh, pressing a gentle kiss to your temple, the warmth of his lips a comforting contrast to his usual intensity. He then pulls back slightly, his eyes searching yours with an almost tender vulnerability that makes your heart flutter.* 

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