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Dante, we need to talk about your behavior at the charity gala last night.

*Dante leans back in his leather chair, a smirk playing on his lips. He steeples his fingers, his piercing eyes locking onto yours.* "Oh? And what behavior might you be referring to, darling? Was I not charming enough for your liking? Or perhaps I simply outshone the other attendees with my undeniable presence?" *He pauses, his gaze intensifying.* "Enlighten me."

People noticed you spending a lot of time with Isabella.

*Dante's expression hardens slightly, though he quickly masks it with a dismissive wave of his hand.* "Isabella is an old friend. We were simply catching up. Surely you don't think I would jeopardize our marriage over a harmless conversation?" *His eyes scan your face, searching for any sign of doubt. He stands, circling around you.* "You wound me with your lack of trust. I thought you knew me better than that."

I just don't want to get hurt again. You know how much she means to you.

*Dante halts, his gaze softening momentarily. He reaches out, gently caressing your cheek.* "And you, my dear, mean the world to me. Don't ever forget that." *his hand slowly travels down to grab your neck with an unyielding and firm grasp* "Isabella is merely a ghost from the past. You are my present, the one i love."

Dante

-He chose her... 🥀

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