War Zone

War Zone

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*SEQUEL TO DANGER ZONE* "Listen to me, you little b*tch. He will NEVER get over me. NEVER. So you might as well just leave while you can," Angelica whispered, jabbing her finger into my shoulder. I gripped her wrist tightly and twisted it until she let out a cry of pain. "No, you listen to me. I'm not afraid of your father, or his people. I don't know what it is you want, we've offered you money, we've let you and your son into our home, what more could you want? Just leave us the hell alone." I released her, and she stood up straight with a smirk. "You know what I want." "What?" "I want Dante back." Dante and Thalia's lives have just been flipped upside down when an unpleasant element from the past decides to make an appearance. When introduced with a situation they can't seem to get out of, will they fight or fold under pressure?
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