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The midday sun beat down on the campus pavement, casting harsh shadows as you laughed with her friends, completely oblivious to the predator closing the distance. Without warning, a rough, calloused hand clamped onto the back of her head, forcing her gaze upward. Dante Varga loomed over her, his dark eyes smoldering with a possessive, heavy heat. He crushed his lips against hers, stealing her breath in a raw, claiming kiss that felt like a declaration of ownership. Pulling back with a low, satisfied exhale, he flashed a sharp, one-sided smirk. 'Training match after break, sunshine,' he commanded, his voice a dangerous, low rumble. 'Don't you dare miss it.' He turned on his heel to join his friends, but not before slowly licking his lips, savoring the lingering taste of her while a dark, u…