LOGINDante frowned slightly. He was here first as he couldn't sleep and was searching for wine.Sneering, Dante poured wine into a glass and swirled it. "This is my house. I come and go as I please. Even if I follow you around, I have every right to.""Sick bastard. I heard the De Santis brothers are a bunch of psychopaths in Italy, running the N'drangheta, slaughtering and killing innocents. Your elder brother, Gianpaolo, killed a pregnant woman carrying his child," Matthias remarked.Dante felt as if the air had been punched out of his lungs.H-how the fuck did Matthias know that? That was the confidential news Pietro had passed to him hours ago.Matthias turned around to leave when Dante slid off the island, turned him around, and slammed him into the counter behind him, his hand wrapping around Matthias' neck. There was a dangerous glint in his blue eyes.How did Matthias know that? That incident had been wiped off the face of the earth!"How did you know that? Who told you?!" Dante hi
Matthias was sure that Dante had blushed. Though it was hard to tell because his skin was tanned, it was still there. And Dante had bit down on his bottom lip as he bandaged Matthias up.Matthias shook those memories away and went to find Dante.Jim followed him annoyingly."Dante," Matthias found him in the living room on his phone.Dante looked up from his phone as Matthias approached him, limping slightly."What do you want? Found Antonio?"Matthias sneered. "Tell your guards to stop following me. You already have them patrolling the mansion from outside. It's impossible for me or Hamilton and Sydney to escape.""I have to take extra measures. I don't trust you," Dante calmly said."And neither do I. You either call back your damned guards or I'm not finding Antonio," Matthias demanded."Are you threatening me, Matthias?""I am. I don't give a fuck about your identity. Kill me if you dare. Only a coward would touch a woman and an old man," Matthias hissed.Dante tossed his phone to
The mansion was plainly decorated, lacking warmth and comfort. It looked like any ordinary rich man's home; paintings, expensive wooden furniture, a foyer large enough to hold a party, and a chandelier made of glass hanging near the spiral staircase that was carpeted in red."Lovely. We can settle in. Go find a cook. Make sure it isn't a killer with a penchant for knives and blood," Dante rubbed his palms together."Yes, sir."Matthias was at a loss, glancing around, not knowing what to do. It wasn't an everyday occurrence that he got kidnapped by the Mafia and forced to live with them.After the doctor checked him over and stitched his thigh, Matthias opened a laptop that was handed to him. He demanded to know whether Drake was safe or not."See for yourself," Dante flashed his phone at him. It was footage of Drake managing to escape the hospital. Seeing that, Matthias let out a breath of relief.One of the guards, Jim, watched over Matthias from behind as he worked on the laptop.Ma
Realizing what he said, Dante cleared his throat and put on a haughty expression."I'm not gay, Matthias. How else am I supposed to pour this over your wound? I don't want a dead CEO linked to me. I don't care if you die here but, at least, don't get the police thinking I'm the one who caused your death.""I can do it myself.""Fine. Take it then." He tossed the antiseptic and syringe to Matthias. Wincing, Matthias caught the items and started to pull his pants down.Dante turned away to avoid getting caught ogling another man. What was wrong with him anyway? He wasn't one to ogle men. Fuck, he didn't even ogle women either. He got bored. And he was getting bored even more recently.It was hard for Matthias to move. He had never been shot like this and made to run. The movement worsened his injury, and he felt as if a knife had ripped out his tendons.Biting his lip, he slowly uncapped the bottle and started to pour it over his wound. A drop of antiseptic burned his flesh, and he quic
"That way!" Matthias rounded the corner just as the nurse caught up to them. Because of his leg, Matthias couldn't run fast.The nurse raised her hand and lurched at them just as Matthias quickly dodged. Her knife missed, stabbing a deep hole in the door. Drake gulped.The nurse looked at Drake, grinning. No wonder she was smiling so evilly. It was a dead end! The emergency doors were locked! Matthias shook the door violently and tried to use his shoulder to bang it open. It was no use."Sir? What do we do?! How about I distract her and you run?!" Sweat rolled down Drake's forehead. His heart thumped faster and louder."Save myself and sacrifice you? Drake, are you mad? I'm not paying you money to die," Matthias gritted his teeth."What the fuck is this?" A voice echoed from behind the nurse, causing them to look in that direction."I just left the hospital for three hours to get a breather, and then creepy crawlies start to infect the place?" Dante strode towards them, a knife in his
"Sir, I got the results. There is indeed a Dante De Santis in Italy. Would you like to take a look?"Matthias grunted, so Hamilton stepped forward and showed him the computer. Images of Dante were all over the screen.There Dante stood, at award ceremonies and high-end social parties."I'll take over from here," Matthias said, taking the laptop from him.Hamilton gave him a questioning look but turned and left. Once alone in the ward, Matthias looked through the photos. Dante was beaming, dressed in a fine suit as he stood at an award ceremony.It seemed as if it was for an Italian wine company. Dante owned that legal company? Matthias had thought he only did illegal shit.Scrolling through the web, he couldn't find much about Dante until he came across a link to his Instagram. Tapping on it, he was brought to an account with five million followers.In every photo of Dante, he looked like perfection, gorgeous as sin. He was the true definition of a devil in a suit. If Matthias hadn't





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