Chapter 117

After his fight with Marco, Dante stormed down the hall and went straight to Leo’s room. He didn’t knock—just opened the door and walked in.

Leo looked up, startled. “Dante?” He stepped aside as Dante brushed past him. “Right. Sure, come on in.”

Dante didn’t respond. He went straight to the bar cart, grabbed the bourbon, and poured himself a full glass.

“What’s going on?” Leo asked, closing the