The next day

"Dante brought a woman?!"

"There is a woman with Dante?"

"Impossible. Who is she?"

"This is the first time ever he is bringing a woman to a party."

Murmurings and mumblings filled the air as Dante and Mireille walked their way to a table. Dante had his hand on her waist and his gaze was hard and cold, to a point that it almost scared Mireille but she knew that was what Dante liked to be seen as by others. A cold and difficult person. Perhaps that ...