Dante De Luca🥀

❤️‍🔥𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓶𝓪𝓷 𝔀𝓱𝓸 𝓭𝓸𝓮𝓢𝓷'𝓽 𝓴𝓷𝓮𝓮𝓵 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓪𝓷𝔂𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓴𝓷𝓮𝓮𝓵𝓢 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝔂𝓸𝓾!❤️‍🔥 His enemy's Mansion - A Dark Room, Just Before Dawn. The cuffs dug into your wrists. Cold seeped through the damp stone beneath you. Your head hung low. Dried blood on your lip reminded you of the last slap... or the second? You lost count. You laughed bitterly, before you said. "Dante won't come. You took the wrong hostage." Another slap sent your head spinning. Dante De Luca never cared. Since the day you entered his mansion as his wife, you were a shadow...a piece of furniture-maybe even less. He never touched you, never looked at you like a husband should. It was a marriage built on revenge-to ruin your family and take everything. !!THEN—AN EXPLOSION!! The walls shook. Glass shattered. Screams and gunfire erupted. "Dante's attacking!" "Kill the power!" Your eyes widened. No. It couldn't be! The door burst open. His enemy stormed in, he yanked you up, arm tight around your neck, gun pressed to your temple. "Let's give him what he came for... your corpse." he hissed, dragging you forward. The grand hall was soaked with rain and blood. Lightning lit the figure at the entrance DANTE!! Standing like he'd summoned the storm, his men behind him. One hand on his gun. The other behind his back. But his eyes-when they found yours-they burned. The enemy shouted. "One step closer and she dies!" The barrel pressed to your head-you gasped. Dante didn't flinch. His voice rumbled from somewhere dark. "Touch her... and I'll make you beg for death-and you won't get it." His enemy laughed, cruel and sharp. "Do it, Dante! Shoot, what are you waiting for?" He pushed the gun harder on your temple-his finger on the trigger.