Soon Dante and Mj were alone in Azreal’s private office, Dante could sense Mj’s anger but he wasn't one hundred percent sure as to why she was angry this time, but he was sure however she had a pretty good little bitch slap, his cheek stung a little and to his surprise it was kind of making him hard.   “What. Was. That. For.” Dante spat rhythmically like he was trying to stay calm and keep his manhood at bay. Even though M

Mj walked toward the bed and sat down crossing her legs, she looked at Dante and cocked her head to the side “Can I ask you something?” she said hopefully. Dante spun around and collapsed to his knees in front of her. He looked up into Mj’s eyes, reached out and put his hands on the edge of her knees. “You can ask me anything always Mj”  the seriousness in his tone made her scrunch up her nose a little in scepticism.

“Why do you care anyway?” Mj tried to sound indifferent, she didn't really want to answer his question the last time she admitted to someone she was a virgin she was twenty-five and the guy acted like she had an STD and ran off, she was almost thirty now and still a virgin, so how would someone react to her now?Dante brought Mj out of her worried daydream again “Where do you go when you do that?” he asked, looking amused and Mj wrinkled her nose “Nope” she chirped, popping the word as she

“Why?” Dante’s question caught completely Mj off guard, “what the hell kind of question was that” she thought in exasperation. Mj didn't answer and once again Dante began to kiss her but this time he lifted her shirt and kissed her stomach,just below the bra. His lips traced her skin gently and the feeling of his breath hot and steady made Mj’s body erupt into goosebumps. She gasped as his tongue slowly slithered passed his lips to touch her body before retreating back into his mouth. On

Mj wasn't sure what she had done to make him angry but she was too hungry and too tired to argue so she sat down on the edge of his knee and again Dante grumbled and lifted her to a better position in the center of his thigh with her legs laid out across his lap. Mj tried to move her legs so that she was facing the table as two of the kitchen staff brought them full plates but Dante grabbed her knees and squeezed them so she couldn't move.