Chapter 101

• Dante’s grip on Claudia’s throat tightened, a rush of anger surging through him. “You think you can just take her place?” he seethed, his voice low and menacing. “You’re nothing but a cheap imitation.”
• Claudia met his gaze, her defiance unwavering. “But I’m here, aren’t I? I’m willing to do what she wouldn’t.” The words hung in the air, and for a moment, Dante hesitated, a flicker of doubt creeping into his mind.
• “Willingness doesn’t equate to worth,” he spat, releasing her throat with a shove. Claudia stumbled back but quickly regained her composure, brushing off the encounter as if it were a mere annoyance.