Dante exhaled a sigh trapped in his lungs for the past hour. Playing mind games with Emma Frost had drained him. After all, he lacked the experience Emma had accumulated through years. Any composure break would’ve revealed a weakness, which Read more…
Dante thought for a second and then shook his head. “Nothing for now.” “Then leave.” Emma gestured to the door like sending unwelcome guests away. “And darling, don’t bother me with alliance until you are on the same level as Read more…
Emma Frost had endured precisely one day worse than the day she’d first met Dante. The day the phone call came about Christian. Her brother died by his own hand because their father couldn’t stomach having a gay son. Winston Read more…
Chapter 32: At ESU Dante had never frowned so much as he did in the last ten minutes. Students crossing the main walkway turned to stare at him. Plenty stopped their conversations and began whispering. Some even openly pointed and Read more…
The morning light filtered through the half-open blinds, casting pale stripes across the coffee table. Dante sat lazily on the shiny couch in his old apartment. Piotr had claimed the other end, remote in hand, flipping through channels. They’d both Read more…
Dante traced golden symbols across his bare chest, repeating the process for the fifth time today. He had cut down the time in half in just one day of practice. Felicia drifted to Silvija, whispering something to her. Silvija gave Read more…
Dante’s bike zoomed through the facility without any problem. Silvija had received his message and ordered everyone to let him pass. Nobody tested her patience after the verbal abuse she had handed to two rookies. He cut the Ducati’s engine Read more…
Dante drifted back down to Felicia’s room. She had stopped dancing at this point and sat at her desk, tinkering with a thick metal bracelet. Her brow furrowed in concentration as she adjusted tiny screws, fine-tuning the mechanism. He reached Read more…
Dante’s wristwatch, a gift from Anna, showed 3 PM when he knocked on Felicia’s apartment door. The door swung open almost immediately just like the last time. Felicia leaned against the frame with a graceful smile that could’ve sold anything Read more…
Dante confidently tilted his shoulder before Ava even started her claw swiped diagonally at his neck. He locked her elbow with his own, restricting the mobility of her right arm. Immediately, he slipped around her and hooked his other hand Read more…