Chapter 39:

Kira’s POV:

I bent down to pick up Dante's blazer and tie, which he'd carelessly draped over the back of the sofa earlier. The fabric was warm, holding onto the residual heat from his body. As I folded them neatly over my arm, I couldn't help but notice the faint, familiar scent of his cologne—clean, crisp.

Turning off the lights as I moved, I made my way up the stairs, each step creaking softly b