Chapter 144

Massimo raised an eyebrow, his grin growing colder. “You claim every woman you fancy is yours, Lorenzo. What makes this one any different?”

“This one I actually love!” Dante blurted out, the admission hitting the air like a thunderclap. His pacing resumed, each step agitated and restless. He ran a hand roughly through his hair, his movements frantic, like a man running out of time. His eyes darted