Chapter 41

• Dante led Aria through the dimly lit corridors of his mansion, his grip on her wrist firm and unyielding. The tension hung in the air, thick with unspoken words and emotions. As they reached his bedroom, he pushed the door shut with a heavy thud, the sound echoing ominously in the silence.
• Aria's heart raced, a mix of fear and confusion swirling within her. She stood frozen in place, watching as Dante paced the room, his anger palpable.
• “How dare they touch you?” Dante's voice boomed, breaking the silence. He turned to face her, his eyes blazing with rage. “You belong to me, Aria! You should know better than to provoke them!”