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You’re not leaving this house,” Dante interrupted firmly. “I’ll fund whatever your company needs. Tell your people to send me the details.”
          	
          	“That’s not the point!” Elias huffed, frustration rising. “It’s my company. I built it. I can’t hide behind your name forever!”
          	
          	“I’m not asking you to hide,” Dante said, his voice quiet but hard. “I’m asking you to stay safe.”
          	
          	Elias turned away, crossing his arms again, muttering, “You’re impossible.”
          	
          	“Good. Then we’re even.”
          	
          	Before Elias could argue more, a knock echoed from downstairs. Lucien’s voice followed: “Boss, Dr. Ferrara’s here.”
          	
          	Dante exhaled, rubbing his temples. “Perfect timing.”
          	
          	They went downstairs together, Elias still pouting slightly. Dr. Ferrara looked up with a smile the moment he saw them. “Ah, Elias! You look better already. Color’s returning. How are you feeling?”
          	
          	
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You’re not leaving this house,” Dante interrupted firmly. “I’ll fund whatever your company needs. Tell your people to send me the details.”
          
          “That’s not the point!” Elias huffed, frustration rising. “It’s my company. I built it. I can’t hide behind your name forever!”
          
          “I’m not asking you to hide,” Dante said, his voice quiet but hard. “I’m asking you to stay safe.”
          
          Elias turned away, crossing his arms again, muttering, “You’re impossible.”
          
          “Good. Then we’re even.”
          
          Before Elias could argue more, a knock echoed from downstairs. Lucien’s voice followed: “Boss, Dr. Ferrara’s here.”
          
          Dante exhaled, rubbing his temples. “Perfect timing.”
          
          They went downstairs together, Elias still pouting slightly. Dr. Ferrara looked up with a smile the moment he saw them. “Ah, Elias! You look better already. Color’s returning. How are you feeling?”
          
          
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That’s not—” Dante pinched the bridge of his nose, and Elias snickered softly.
          
          “I knew it. You’re avoiding my lips.”
          
          “Elias.”
          
          “Dante.”
          
          “I’m not avoiding—”
          
          “Yes, you are. You’ve kissed my forehead three times already”,and also What's life without a little romance
          
          “That’s because it’s the only part of you that doesn’t argue back.”
          
          Elias grinned weakly. “So you admit you’re avoiding me.”
          
          Dante leaned closer, eyes narrowing. “You really don’t know when to stop talking, do you?”
          
          Elias whispered, “Make me, then.”
          
          For a heartbeat, Dante froze. Then something shifted in his expression—anger melted into exhaustion, exhaustion into affection, and affection into something quieter, deeper.
          
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          “I know you didn’t poison him,” Dante snapped, lowering the gun. “I’m asking why you didn’t supervise thoroughly. My husband is lying in bed because of your failure.”
          
          Butler Lee bowed his head deeper, trembling. “I… I accept whatever punishment you give me.”
          
          “You’ll get your punishment,” Dante said coldly. “Now fish out the ones who prepared the tea this morning.”
          
          The butler called forward a group of maids. They fell to their knees immediately, crying and shaking.
          
          “I didn’t do anything!” one wailed.
          
          Their sobs only irritated Dante. His jaw tightened. When one maid began wailing louder than the others, Dante raised his pistol and shot her in the chest. She dropped instantly.
          
          
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The physician bowed his head. “I cannot speak with certainty without further observation, but… there are signs of a forced imbalance. His scent glands are strained, almost inflamed. This can occur if an omega’s cycle is suddenly disturbed—or if his body has been driven into an irregular heat.”
          
          The words hung heavy. None of the maids dared move, let alone speak. Meriel lowered her eyes, hands clenched in the folds of her skirt. Rowan stood stone-still near the door, his breath caught in his chest.
          
          The physician continued, carefully neutral. “Irregular heat can be brought on by strong draughts… or by something slipped into food or drink. I know not which. But his body is overwhelmed, torn between exhaustion and overexertion.
          
          
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I felt… like I was slipping away,” he confessed. “And all I could think was… I don’t want to leave you.”
          
          Dante bent forward, lips brushing his damp cheek. His voice was quiet, steady, unshakable. “You won’t. Not while I breathe.”
          
          But his eyes were burning gold fire—the same fire Elias knew was waiting to consume whoever dared harm him.
          
          And through the halls of the Moretti mansion, everyone felt it.
          
          
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          The Moretti mansion had seen countless storms—men dragged in bleeding from gunfire, enemies made to disappear, rooms wiped clean with bleach and silence. But never before had the walls themselves felt like they were holding their breath.
          
          And it all began with the shattered porcelain cup, the bitter tang of poisoned tea still staining the air.
          
          Elias lay pale in Dante’s arms, his body trembling violently. His lips were parted, gasping, as though his lungs had forgotten how to draw in steady air. One of his hands pressed instinctively to his abdomen—protecting the fragile life inside him, even as his own strength began to fade.
          
          “Don’t close your eyes,” Dante’s voice thundered, sharp enough to slice through the chaos. His grip on Elias’s shoulders was unyielding, commanding him back to reality. “Look at me, Elias. You breathe, do you hear me? You don’t get to leave me.
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