Chapter 65

It was almost midnight, and though I could sense Dante's presence somewhere deep in the manor, I didn’t go looking for him. I knew he was busy with paperwork, likely finalizing reports and sealing agreements. Beta Alessio would be hovering too, grumbling if Dante so much as paused to breathe.

So, I stayed silent, not wanting to disturb him. Instead, I stood on the balcony, wrapped in a thick sweat