CHAPTER TWELVEAt first, Dante wanted to ignore her, but on the contrary, she seemed quite interesting.“What proposal?” He asked, paying keen attention.Mira nodded in satisfaction, unable to hide the pleasure plastered all over her face.“I am glad that I finally have your attention. That is a good start.” She remarked, and when she saw the impatience on Dante’s face, she knew that she had to be quick with what she had to say.‘’I want you to marry me.” She blurted, causing Dante to gasp, his eyes wild with shock.He waited, hoping to see laughter on Mira’s face, but her countenance was the same.The smile on Mira’s face didn’t look like it was going to vanish, causing him to huff.“This has to be a joke, Mira. It is a joke, right?”“No.” Mira shook her head, holding onto her smirk.“Look…” She cleared her throat, taking two steps closer to Dante.“I know that this sounds very ridiculous…”“I am glad you do…” Dante interrupted her, but that didn’t stop her from talking.Mira took a

CHAPTER FOURTEEN“I am coming.” Mira gave a quick response before she took a deep breath.She began marching toward Dante while he waited for her to get close enough.They walked into the building together, sauntering toward the reception.Mira grunted when she saw that three couples were standing in front of the reception, and they probably came for the same reason as they did.“I hope we make it.” She lamented, checking her time.As they approached, their footsteps drew the attention of the other couples who were waiting for their turns as they stood before the receptionist who seemed to be almost frustrated, chewing on the gum that had been drained of its flavor several hours earlier.Mira didn’t mind, she held onto Dante tightly, walking stylishly with an anticipatory smile on her face.Soon, they were close enough, yet some of the young people couldn’t stop staring at them, their attention particularly drawn to Dante who was the complete opposite of Mira.Dante ignored all their

CHAPTER SIXTEENDante shook his head, standing on his resolve.“I am sure there is a mix-up somewhere. The President must have signed another deal, or maybe the one you speak of belongs to me and not him.” He turned to Jordan, causing him to growl at him.“How dare you speak about me in that manner?! Do you know who I am, or what I am capable of?!” Jordan’s eyes burned with so much annoyance, but it didn’t matter how angry he looked, Dante just stared at him silently.Infuriated, Jordan turned to Henry, his right fist clenched tightly.“I am highly disappointed, Mr. Bellock! Is this how you treat important business associates?!” His eyes were still glaring, prompting the Supervisor to step closer, lifting both hands toward him.“I am very sorry, Mr. Colman.” Henry cleared his throat, and then he stopped walking, standing about two meters away from Jordan.“Just give me a second to handle this, okay?” He turned to Dante, preparing his final warning to him.“I give you one last chance t

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN“Did you miss me?!” The in shiny black pants and a long brown jacket sniggered, spreading her arms while she looked Dante in the eyes.She was more than an enchantress, her long silver hair hanging over her shoulders.As she moved toward Dante, she held onto her smile, pacing up after a while.“I thought they were wrong when they told me that you were back to Hillcrest, my love.” She chuckled coyly, and then she stood in front of Dante.“Welcome back, my love.” She looked Dante in the eyes, finding delight in his presence.There was just two inches space between them, and she covered it at once, wrapping her arms around Dante.She grabbed his head, and then she kissed his two cheeks, holding onto her smile.“Oh, my dear Dante! How I have missed you!” She kept on looking into Dante’s eyes like her life depended on it.“I love the look on your face, Dante. You seem really happy to see me.”“On the contrary, Celene.” Dante found his voice, but it was barely above a whisp

HAPTER TWENTYDante was forced to hold onto the seat, and the he turned to Celene, his eyes piercing with annoyance.“Why did you stop in the middle of the road, Celene? Are you tying to get us killed?” Her face twisted, sparking with annoyance.Celene said nothing. She just stared like she was looking at the cars moving in front of her, her ears completed blocked from the blaring horns of the angry drivers behind her.“Drive, your bitch!” One of them cursed impatiently, and so did many others.Dante looked back, and seeing the line like a reptile, he quickly poked Celene gently, drawing her immediate attention.“I think you should drive, Celene. We have kept them at a spot for a very long time.” He was beginning to regret why he agreed to get into the car, completely unready for that long episode.“Celene? Did you hear me?” He said after waiting to get a response for over five seconds, prepared to move the car himself if Celene refused to do so.Eventually, Celene had already gotten