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Chapter 13

DANTE'S POV.

I sighted a pretty girl the moment I stepped into the dance floor, I smiled moving towards her.

"I am worried my memory is failing, I can't seem to recognize you which makes no sense. I never forget a beautiful lady." I flirted moving along with the lady in a very short black dress.

"first time!" she replied

"that explains it." I said with a smile. "so you visiting?" I added.

"Nope, born and bred" she said still swaying her hips. "you? you seem to be a regular." she chuckled softly.

"well.... it's my club. although I don't really come that often." I said.

"No way!" she exclaimed.

"yes way.... I guess" I replied awkwardly. yup, awkward.

"Martha smith nice to meet you...?" she introduced as amusement twinkled in her eyes.her eyebrows raised in question for my name.

"Dante bernade, the pleasure is all mine." I said faking a bow. she laughed, my smile widened.

"Dante? not American? come. to think of it, you don't look like one." she frowned.

"I am Italian actuall
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