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2024-11-10 19:43:00Camilla's POV
I moved to make my exit when Dante stopped me "Camilla," Dante's husky voice wrapped warmly around my spine. I spun back, and behind me, his eyes gleamed dark with equal parts desire and relief. “Where are you running off to?" "Dante," I said, the smile breaking across my face. "I was just- He leaned in closer, the space between us condensing. "I missed you, you know," he said; his voice was gentle. "I couldn't wait to get back home to you." My breath caught, my heart racing with flutters. "I missed you too," I said, turning again to make sure nobody saw us, but the thrill of our moment together sparked a charge through my nerves. "Someone might be watching us, Let's go.” That devil-may-care smile played across his lips and flipped my stomach over. "Let them watch, I don't care. All I can think about is
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