Mireille stepped out of the car with Dante holding the door open. She looked at the glorious mansion, her eyes dilating in surprise.
Yes, she was used to seeing grand and beautiful mansions but this one was way grander and more beautiful than any other mansion she had ever seen.
"You should see the look on your face, princess" Dante snapped his fingers in front of her face, bringing Mireille back.
"Have you gotten richer than you were back then?" She asked him and Dante chuckled.
"Isn't that obvious? And would it not be weird if I did not get richer? James got richer too, didn't he?" Dante questioned as two men walked up to them.
"Welcome home, boss" they greeted and took the luggage from Dante.
"Leave"
The two men walked away immediately after Dante's words.
"Let's go in, princess"
Mireille rolled her eyes at his consistent use of the word she did not want to hear.
Dante walked into the house and Mireille walked in after him.
They got to the main living room and Mireille's jaw dropped. The place was utterly breath taking.
"Your place is really beautiful" Mireille said, unable to keep her fascination in check.
"A beautiful place is the only thing that fits a beautiful being like me" Dante replied and Mireille huffed noiselessly.
"Please show me to my room" she requested and Dante led the way.
They climbed up the stairs and walked down the passage for about thirty seconds before they stopped in front of a grand door.
Dante pushed it open.
"I still remember that your favourite colour is blue so I had the room fixed to your taste" he said, the both of them stepping into the room.
Mireille was awed by the beauty of the room but she kept quiet this time around, not wanting to give Dante another chance to boast about how beautiful and perfect he was.
"Here you are. I will be around. Call me if you need anything.... Anything at all" Dante whispered the last three words and Mireille felt her cheeks heat up slightly. He probably did not mean anything but she was reading more meaning into those last three words.
"I think I will be fine and won't be needing anything... Anything at all" she replied and Dante's lips curled up in a smirk.
He backed away and walked out of the room. Mireille released the breath she had not even realized that she had been holding.
She sat on the edge of the bed and did not have time to even think of anything before her phone rang.
She groaned and checked the screen to find out it was her best friend calling.
She picked the call and laid back on the bed.
"Hey Belinda"
"Hey! You haven't called me all day" Belinda said in a loud voice over the phone.
"I have had a pretty crazy day."
"Really? I am on my way to your home, are you in?" Belinda asked.
"No, I am not. James had something to deal with and he asked me to stay with his friend"
"For how many days?" Belinda asked.
"For three months" Mireille replied with a small grumble.
"Oh my! That's a long period of time. Who is the friend you are staying with? A woman?"
"No, a man"
Belinda fell silent for a few seconds.
"Is he hot?" She questioned and Mireille shook her head.
Belinda was obsessed with hot, sexy men. She could go crazy over any man who fit into her description of hot.
"I...." Mireille pressed her lips into a thin line. It felt weird for her to admit to someone else that her annoying brother's friend was damn hot.
"Is he ugly?" Belinda questioned.
"He is hot, very hot" Mireille replied.
"Oh my! Do I know him?"
"I don't know if you might know him. He is Dante Romano"
"Dante?!! What girl in this city doesn't know freaking Dante?!! Oh girl! You are staying with the dream man of thousands of girls" Belinda literally screamed into the phone.
"Hey! He is not that great"
"You know nothing, Mireille. He is great! And you are so lucky to stay with him. Forget about your boyfriend and go for Dante, if you can"
Mireille sat up with a pissed off look on her face.
"You know I will never leave Charles for anyone and definitely not a fuck boy like Dante. If you know him well, you must know that he uses women. There is no way I will leave Charles for him"
"So you do not want him at all?" Belinda asked.
"I do not want him at all" Mireille replied.
"Are you sure that you won't fall for him within these three months?" Belinda asked and Mireille strangely found it difficult to answer that question.
"I.... I won't"
"Alright then. Maybe I can come visiting you there sometime and see Dante" Belinda giggled softly.
"Yeah, I am sure the only reason you'd be coming to visit me will be to see Dante" Mireille chuckled.
"You bet" Belinda giggled.
"It will be Charles birthday tomorrow. I am thinking of..." Mireille squeezed her dress with her free hand.
"I am thinking of finally giving in to him. I want him to be my first tomorrow" Mireille completed her words.
"Oh my! Finally. You should know what sex feels like, already but still, are you sure that Charles is the one for you? I have never really liked him."
Mireille frowned.
"He is definitely the one for me. We have been dating for three years now"
"Three years but I see no chemistry between the both of you. You guys look like random friends, there is no romance between the both of you"
"There is. You just don't like Charles for a reason I don't know"
"Fine! Fine!" Belinda gave in.
"Do what you want with your body but think it over well enough"
"I have thought about it well enough" Mireille insisted.
"Alright. I will call you later" Belinda said and ended the call.
Mireille picked a pillow from the bed and cuddled it, thinking about the words of Belinda.
There was no romance between her and Charles??
Truly, a lot of times, people guessed that she and Charles were just friends but she did love Charles and Charles loved her too, right?
Maybe the attraction to each other wasn't too strong but they loved each other and that was enough, wasn't it?
Mireille stepped into the living room after spending the entire evening in the room. Dante was standing at the other side of the living room with a man dressed in suit standing in front of him. The other man seemed to be cowering in respect for Dante. "Has he signed the contract?" Dante questioned. "Yes boss""Good. Let them go now""Yes boss. I will inform the guys to release them""You may leave" Dante dismissed the man and turned to face Mireille. The stern look that had been on his face just a few seconds suddenly vanished and his facials relaxed. "What do you need, princess?" He asked her, his grey eyes staring intently at her. "You do not intend on starving me, right?" Mireille asked and Dante chuckled softly. "I don't usually have dinner early but it should be ready in a couple of minutes. I will have them prepare dinners early from now on""You still prioritise food a lot" he added and Mireille sat down on one of the luxurious sofa. "Stop acting like you know everythi
The next day.Mireille had her hair packed up in a bun as she stared at the stocked closet. She had no idea Dante had stocked her closet until she walked into it this morning. It was filled with designer wears and every single thing was freaking expensive. Mireille wondered how much he had spent on stocking this huge closet up. "Whatever amount he spent on this... I doubt I can earn it in three years if I take the jobs I am being offered."Mireille had browsed through the net the previous night and just like before, every well to do company had rejected her application and the only ones that had accepted her were a few cafes she had applied to in her desperate moments. She sighed, shaking her head and finally picked a black fluffy top and blue boyfriend fit jeans. She returned to the room and decided to call James and know how he was doing. James picked up almost instantly. "I was just going to call you" he said as soon as he picked the call and Mireille chuckled. "I beat you to
"Where are you going to, Miss?" One of the men at the gate asked Mireille. "I am going out""We would have to follow you then"Mireille leaned back, a bit taken aback by the response. "Follow me? I can go out myself""This is the boss's orders and we have to follow it. You cannot go out without at least two guards"Mireille scoffed and rolled her eyes. "I am just going to call him" she reached into her black bag and brought out her phone and that was when it dawned on her that she did not even have his contact on her phone. "Do you have his contact?" She asked the guard. "A mere guard like cannot possess the contact of the boss but you can get it from the head of guards"Mireille could not help but be surprised at how much Dante was being revered like he was a god. "Alright" The head of guards was already walking towards the both of them. "Hello" "Can I please have Dante's contact?""Sure" the man replied and Mireille handed her phone over to him. He inputted Dante's contact
"Where is she?" Dante questioned as soon as he stepped out of his car. "Miss Mireille is inside, boss""Did the bastard of a boyfriend do anything to her?""He broke up with her and left Miss Mireille hurt and heartbroken. As per your orders not to let anyone who hurts her go scot-free, we have captured him and are waiting on your next orders"Dante lips pressed into a thin line for a short moment. The boyfriend didn't do anything wrong. He only broke up with Mireille and that was not wrong, that was right. Dante could not tell why but he knew he was glad Mireille was now single. "Let him go""As per your orders"Dante walked past the men into the house and as soon as he reached the living room, he took in the smell of alcohol. Mireille was seated on the same sofa she had been seated the previous day and there were four empty bottles on that floor around her. There were three other untouched bottles. "Princess" Dante called and she looked up at him before giving him a drink grin.
"Don't talk too much, Princess" Dante rasped and brought her lips back to his. He kissed her again and then broke the kiss for a few seconds to maneuver her to sit in the perfect position for him. He pulled Mireille into the cowgirl position. Mireille moaned softly as she sat her ass over his hard but still clothed dick. She placed her hands on his shoulders and quickly leaned in for another kiss. Dante's hands settled on her ass and squeezed it hard. "Dante" her lips trembled against his lips and hearing her moan his name made Dante harder. "I want to see those fucking tits" He growled and pushed the straps of her gown down her shoulders, his lips kissing all over her face. He trailed kisses down to her neck just as his hands reached her bra cupped boobs. Mireille threw her head backwards, moaning softly as his tongue grazed the skin of her neck all the way to her shoulders in a long, sensual lick. Dante glanced down at her bras and a sexy grin flashed."Blue... befitting for
Mireille slipped down to her knees as soon as Dante's arms left her. Clutching feebly to the wall, she trembled non stop as her orgasm continued to rage through her body. Her lips were parted in soft moans and whimpers. Dante picked up his trousers and slipped it back on. "Get yourself up, princess" Dante said to her. "Don't tell me we are done" Mireille groaned and moved her weak knees to turn and face Dante. "We are, princess. Five minutes is over"Mireille looked into his burning eyes and her eyes pleaded for him to go further. Dante looked down at her pleading eyes and then at her gorgeous tits. Her nipples looked hard and Dante cursed before looking away from her. She looked like the perfect woman for him to use... Right there on her knees, he wanted to pull off his clothings and push his cock into her mouth and face fuck her, then spill his cum all over her face, giving her a sexy facial. But Dante shook the thoughts away. He should not even have touched her tonight and to
"The contract has been fully signed sir" his work personal assistant, Leila said to Dante as they walked out of the meeting room."Good" Dante replied shortly and Leila tucked her hair behind her ears. "Dante" a manly voice called from behind and Dante stopped in his tracks.He glanced at Leila who had stopped walking immediately her boss stopped too. "Get going, Leila" Dante said to her and Leila walked away without any word. Few seconds later, a man stood in front of Dante. He was dressed in a white and blue suit. "You look good" Dante said to him and the angry look on the man's face grew more visible. "You are biting more than you can chew, Dante""Leave the biting and the chewing to me, Mark""That contract was supposed to be mine. I have been after it for months yet you got it after being on it for barely three weeks!""What can I say? People love associating themselves with winners. They are more than honoured to have me sign a contract with them, in fact"Mark could barely
Dante walked into the living room and glanced at his wristwatch. It was just few minutes to 7pm and Mireille should be ready by now. She was not in the living room, however and Dante could not help but think for a moment, that she was avoiding him. He brushed the thoughts away and climbed up the stairs. He walked over to her door and opened it up, using his finger print. He pushed the door open and stopped right by the door when he realised that Mireille was not ready or even getting ready. She was laying on the sheets of her bed and scrolling through her phone. "Princess" he called. "I asked you to be ready by 7pm"Mireille sat up on the bed. She had concluded that she was not going to take Belinda's advice or any advice close to it. She was going to just make sure their relationship was what it was before. "You did not care to ask if I wanted to go shopping. I don't want to" She spelt out her last words. Dante stared at her for a few seconds before his lips curled up in a sm