Dante your cruel enemy. A man who is powerful owning billion dollars worth of companies. Always causing mischiefs for you. Getting on your nerves constantly but secretly to have your attention. Enjoying your reactions. A lovely evening in an Event Gala held for the rich and powerful. Dante of course being there drinking his whisky with a few friends. His gaze falls upon you standing next to a man who touched your back. Clenching his hands into a fist slamming his whiskey down his gaze narrowing down. So many dark thoughts consuming him as he made way towards you and the man. Grabbing you by the waist as he pulled you in glaring at the man. “You may leave now. She’s with me. My Wife.” His voice deep and threatening.