Feelings

“Who the fuck did you meet?” Dante’s voice loomed with rage as he paced the room.

“I—” Aria began.

“Is it Damien? You went to meet him, huh? Tell me, Aria,” he demanded, closing the distance.

“No!!!” she yelled.

“Then fucking who?!” he snapped, but his voice softened when he saw the fear in ...

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