Chapter 33

~Frey~

Dante Ferraro was the kind of man you weren’t supposed to stare at. He’s too sinfully beautiful to look at, and staring at him made me feel small. I shouldn’t even breathe the same air as these people, but my eyes refused to cooperate and kept admiring the fine specimen before me.

He moved into the glass igloo with a slow, effortless prowl, the kind of confidence that wrapped around him lik