Chapter 19.

Dante's POV

My eyes communicated more than a million words could ever, the shock I felt on seeing her. I was so surprised that I almost fell off my own feet as she leaned against the wall like a drunk having a hangover.

My racing heart falling to the floor and then flying to my mouth as my anxiety heightened and I almost fell faint right then and there. I didn't know why I was so worried yet I knew why. As my thoughts stood running around in a maze, analyzing different possibilities of what could've happened.

I stood there motionless with my hands by my side, folded into fists, not in anger; at least not yet, but in trying to get a hold of myself enough to process the situation.

As I was here standing in the middle of an alleyway not far away from the mansion I had brought Olivia to for a meeting. And here she was leaning over out of breath and exasperated. Her dress rumpled and drawn down from her shoulders on one side, revealing her bra and part of her breasts. Her hair slightly