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Chapter 12 - The Desmond Trap
Dante POV I was in my office when Desmond arrived beaming. “What's wrong with you?” I asked in an annoyed tone. Usually, when he comes up with a big smile on his face, it means either one of two things. The first one, is that he got laid, and the second, is that he is up to no good. Either one of those things usually leaves me with some cleaning up to do for him. “Nothing… We are going out tonight…” He announced. I f*****g knew it, he was up to something. “I don't want to go out tonight, Des…” I almost growled. “I wasn't asking, Dante…” He replied, and I lowered my shades and my red eyes looked above them, at my friend. “Keep those shades on… you are giving me the creeps…” He shivered playfully, making me roll my eyes. “It was a reminder that despite me being a cool guy… I am st
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