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... lowed Dante’s gravelly compliment was so heavy it felt like the walls of the room were closing in. Richard didn’t move, but his eyes narrowed, tracking the way Dante’s hand remained possessively near my waist as he straightened up. I could feel Julian’s gaze from the landing above; it was just a stare; but I could feel the weight of it. I could see his eyes burning with rage like he would move fast and beat up Dante.
"A very theatrical entrance," Richard said, his voice dropping into tha ...
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