A R I A N A

I walked down the hall to Dante's office my throat felt dry. I gulped a lump seeing his name written on the door in big, gold letters.

CEO Dante Russo

I took a deep breath and knocked softly.

"Come in," his deep voice called from inside.

I opened the door and stepped in Dante was sitting behind his huge desk, looking at some papers, he looked very serious, lost in his work and I took that time to run my stare around his dashing features.

Damn! This ...