Chapter 20 The Rundown

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• When I step into the room, Dante is already there, standing near the large windows with his back partially turned, one hand resting in his pocket as he looks out over the estate grounds like he has been thinking for a while. He's dressed in a simple button-up shirt, with the sleeves rolled up, matched with black pants and trousers. The morning light makes everything look almost ordinary, almost calm, and for a strange second, I forget who he is and what this house represents. The moment I enter, I am engulfed completely by his scent, forcing me to take a slow, deep breath as I take in how masculine, rich and intoxicating it is...
• Focus, damn it...