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Rain taps the library windows like timid fingers, illuminating the sacred silence where Elara reads mythology on the floor. Dante slips in like a shadow, his steel-gray eyes tracking her every shift from the dark edges. He watches her push hair from her face, weighing the risk of her father's badge against the relentless pull of her presence. The thought of her mouth is a sharp bite, but the truth sits heavier: he hungers for her attention. When she smiles at a page, he shatters his own resolve. He moves without a sound, penning her between the towering shelves without touching her, his breath hot against her ear. 'You really shouldn't wander around alone like this, Elara,' he rumbles. She startles, her heart a frantic drum. He leans closer, a wolfish smile curving his lips. 'I tried stay…