ELLE “Do you plan on cluing us into why you have a medieval torture table set up?” I asked Dante. The table was laden with everything from different blades to jars to syringes to bowls of herbs. He called us all into his suite but did not explain the reason. That was how Glenn, Cara, Kade, I, Chris, Lindsey, Apollo, Gabriel, their mates, and my parents all came to be standing around, looking at Dante curiously. “Trust me that this is not a torture table. It would be far more fucking creative if it was. This is our table of fucking protection and peace of mind,” he quipped. I loved his personality so damn much. He had a witty response to everything and loved the word fuck, but it was purely Dante, and it made me happy to see that he was not afraid to be himself. Dante pulled out a chair for me and waited until I was sitting to explain the purpose of this all. “I read through the book and came to some disturbing conclusions. Before I get into that, this table will be used to not o
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