Captive Arrival

When Dante looked at her plate, his brows creased.

"You barely had a few bites, Genevieve."

She didn't answer.

Dante could tell that she didn't want to be in his presence.

He pressed his lips together. Upon thinking of something, he said, "Fine. You probably don't like the food. It's alright. We can eat something better once the plane lands."

He got someone to clear the plates.

Then, he brought ov