ALERA

Dante cocks his head to the side, one brow lifting slowly, in a way that tells me he's amused.

“No?”

I falter. “N…no. I’m not going with you. You… you can’t just come here and tell me to come to Milan with you. No. I have a life.”

He's calm when he nods.

"I know you have a life. I'm not disputing that. But we have a contract and you must fulfill your end of our deal Miss Vance."

I'm already shaking my head before he's done speaking. ...