Dante’s anger had sobered Letty, but her courage had laid her vulnerability bare. She sat trembling in the passenger seat after confessing Chloe’s lie.
Dante took a deep, steadying breath, his eyes softening slightly as he looked at her fear. He needed to prove the depth of Chloe's manipulation.
“I have rules, Letty,” he said, his voice firm and factual. "Like my number one rule is if I sleep with a girl, they have to be on birth control. And I always wear a condom."
Letty’s mind, despite the emotional chaos, began running the calculations. Chloe’s chances of pregnancy were mathematically very small. The cold, logical proof immediately dismantled Chloe’s entire psychological weapon.
Dante gently touched her face, pulling her out of her analytical mind. He smirked. "And as for you, litt
