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ELEANOR
The night had settled softly over the city, the world outside of my bedroom window cloaked in a peaceful hush. The moonlight filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a gentle glow across the room, making the moment feel even more intimate.
The only sound that filled the space was the faint hum of the city far below and the quiet murmurs of two people completely wrapped up in each other.
I was comfortably nestled in Dante’s lap, my back resting against his strong chest as his arms encircled my waist. The two of us were perched on the couch by the window, a spot that had quickly become our favorite place to unwind together.
I was feeling so secure and happy just by being in his embrace. The night was calm, but the warmth between us was electric, an unspoken connec
