Chapter 88 Overture Of Need

• DANTE
• My heart thundered, each beat a reminder of the love I thought I’d lost forever. Desire simmered in her eyes, tinged with uncertainty. They shimmered like embers in the dim light. The longing crashing through me was mirrored in her expression, drawing us closer. My breath caught when she leaned in without realizing it, the space between us pulsing with raw, undeniable hunger.
• My fingers trembled as I traced the length of her arm, needing to confirm she was real. This wasn’t a dream. She was here. Alive. As real and visceral as the ache tightening in my chest. My hands moved over her warm skin with reverence, like she might shatter beneath my touch.