17:  Nothing But Pleasure

Isabella’s POV

I felt it before Luca did.

A chill slid under my skin, curling low in my stomach—wrong, cold, but familiar.

It wasn’t just a presence.

It was him.

Dante.

The moment the thought crossed my mind, Luca’s grip tightened—his body going still, too still.

His silver eyes lifted, f...

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