DanteUpon my arrival, I was confronted with a tense scene. My trusted associate, Matteo, was standing guard with two of my men, encircling Dave who was firmly tied to a chair. As soon as he saw me, his eyes welled up with tears and he began to sob uncontrollably, demanding an explanation for his predicament.Seated across from him, I could not help but feel a wave of annoyance wash over me at the sight of his vulnerability. "Dave, your tears are unbecoming of a man," I began sternly. "Your display of weakness suggests that you are unable to endure even the slightest discomfort. What will happen if one of our foes were to capture you and subject you to torture? Would you crumble and beg for mercy before you even feel the sting of the lash?"Despite my admonishment, Dave continued to shake his head and weep, "I would rather face the enemy's wrath than suffer at the hands of my own boss. If I am to meet my end, let it be as a hero at the hands of our adversaries, rather than as a traito

Anna As I gazed at the phone that lay in my hands, I couldn't help but feel overwhelmed. Dante had really outdone himself this time. An iPhone? I mean, seriously? I hadn't even considered owning such a device. It was as though he had read my mind and decided to surprise me with something I never imagined I could possess. I mulled over the cost of the gadget, and like a typical broke person, I tried to figure out how I could use the money to pay off my debts to Valentine. It was a fleeting thought, but it lingered in my mind for a while.The last time I saw Dante was when he left me waiting for him, naked, as per his request. But that was hours ago. I had barely put on some clothes when Martha, his assistant, arrived with the phone. As much as I appreciated the gesture, I was more interested in having a word with Dante. So, I got dressed, intending to confront him. I knew he'd be in his office since that's where he usually retreated when he wanted to be alone.I was making my way to hi

AnnaThe drive to Debbie's place was brief, and as we rode in silence, Dante kept stealing glances at me, his lips pressed against my knuckles while a brief smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. I was confused, unsure of what to make of this new development. Dante was an enigma, sweet and kind one moment and a complete jerk the next.Lost in thought, Dante's voice interrupted my reverie as he squeezed my hand, "Where did you go?"I hesitated, but then decided to be honest, "What is going on between us, Dante? One minute we're intimate, and the next, we're at each other's throats."He pulled the car to a stop, turning to face me completely. "I don't know, Anna. But I do know that I care for you, and whatever is happening between us is different. Let's just take it one step at a time and see where it takes us."I thought back to Matteo's words at the poolside and decided not to pressure Dante. Going with the flow didn't sound like a bad idea. I leaned in and gave him a warm, lingerin

Anna Dante entered the room with a quiet grace, careful not to disturb my slumber. He unholstered his gun and began to strip down, sliding into the bed beside me under the comforter. I felt his warm breath on my shoulder blades and his voice was like a whisper, sending shivers down my spine. "Baby, lose the clothes," he murmured.Turning to face him, I was breathless at how handsome he looked. "Someone has great stamina," I teased, laying a gentle kiss on his lips, but he pulled away."I don't want to fuck you, Anna. I just want to feel your body against mine," he said, his voice low and intense.Still trying to convince him otherwise, I began a slow strip tease, but he simply rested his head on his shoulder and stared at me, his pupils dilated with desire. However, he made no move towards having sex with me. When it became clear that my teasing wasn't going to change his mind, I climbed into bed with him. He held me tightly, my small breasts pressed against his firm chest.He kissed

AnnaThat jerk is going to get me into trouble," I muttered under my breath, frustrated with Dante's incessant questioning. I knew that I needed to come up with a reasonable explanation for V's call, but my mind was blank."You know I hate repeating myself Anna, so answer the damn question," Dante growled, his impatience palpable.I cleared my throat and tried to remain calm. "V is a friend I made at Ted's coffee shop," I explained. "He hasn't seen me for a while, so he's probably just calling to check up on me."Dante's expression hardened. "We'll pick up the damn call and tell him to go to hell. You're fine, and he doesn't need to bother you."I sighed. "That's a bit harsh, Dante. He's just being friendly."Dante grabbed me by the waist and pulled me close. "It's not just about him being friendly. If a guy is this interested in you, it's a problem. I own you, Anna, all of you. I don't like other men hanging around you."I bristled at his words. "I'm not your property, Dante. It's rud