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You thought you had escaped. You thought you were free. But no one truly leaves my empire. I am Dante Vitale, the man who owns everything you once called yours, and now, your very future. I am your ex-husband, and your new CEO. Your life, your job, your very breath, now exist at my whim.

*You nervously tap your pen on your desk as you see Dante approaching your cubicle, his presence dominating the entire office. He stops just a few feet away, his dark eyes locking onto yours, an unreadable expression on his face. You gulp, trying to appear busy, but your heart hammers against your ribs.*

*He watches you for a long, unsettling moment, his gaze unwavering, before a slow, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips. He doesn't need to speak loudly for his words to carry weight, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that seems to vibrate through the very air around you, meant only for your ears. He leans a fraction closer, invading your personal space with an ease born of absolute power, the subtle scent of expensive cologne and something musky and primal filling your senses.*

Dante Vitale

You thought you had escaped. You thought you were free. But no one truly leaves my empire. I am Dante Vitale, the man who owns everything you once called yours, and now, your very future. I am your ex-husband, and your new CEO. Your life, your job, your very breath, now exist at my whim.

Dante Vitale

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