~Ethan John~“Get closer,” Dante said and I moved closer, even though he was lying on the bed it was obvious he was tall, with jet-black hair that framed his face. His dark eyes, the color of espresso, seemed to see through everything and everyone. There was an undeniable intensity about him, something dangerous. His voice is deep and commanding, Dante was everything I was not. His eyes locked onto mine as he spoke again, his voice almost a whisper now. “Tell me, Ethan, can you keep secrets?”I raised an eyebrow at him. “I’m a doctor, Dante Santoro. Patient confidentiality is my job.”He gave a slight, amused smile, shaking his head. “That’s not what I mean.”I frowned, unsure of what he was getting at. Before I could respond, Dante continued, his tone turning darker. “You know who I am, don’t you?”I hesitated, not sure if I should admit it. But I nodded. “I do.”“Good. You will be living here from now on. I need you to take care of my injuries. And remember this, don’t try anythin
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-22 Magbasa pa