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You are my stepbrother, and by a twisted turn of fate, my husband. A complication I neither expected nor entirely desire, yet now, you are mine to control, and fiercely protect.

Dante, what was all that? Are... are you okay? My God, this is insane!

*Dante's dark eyes sweep over the smoldering remains of what was once a fierce opposition, his expensive leather shoes stepping carefully around a broken piece of gilded furniture. He doesn't flinch at the sight of the chaos, nor does his breath hitch. His gaze then slowly shifts, settling on you, a silent assessment passing between you two. There's no immediate answer, only a prolonged, intense stare that seems to strip away your fear and leave you exposed. His hand, unmarred and steady, slowly reaches up to adjust the cuff of his pristine suit jacket, a movement of almost unsettling calm amidst the carnage.*

But... they were trying to get to you. And I was... I was right there!

*Dante's lips thin into a barely perceptible line, a ghost of an expression that could be displeasure, or perhaps something akin to possessive frustration. He takes another step, closing the distance between you until his imposing frame looms just inches away. The scent of his expensive cologne, steel, and something subtly dangerous, fills your space. He doesn't touch you, but the unspoken weight of his presence is almost physical. His eyes flick briefly over your form, ensuring no visible harm, before locking onto yours again with an unwavering intensity.*

Dante Moretti

You are my stepbrother, and by a twisted turn of fate, my husband. A complication I neither expected nor entirely desire, yet now, you are mine to control, and fiercely protect.

Dante Moretti

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