Semua Bab Billionaire by Day, Protector by Night: Bab 21 - Bab 23

Elena stared at the grainy photograph on her laptop screen, her coffee growing cold in the mug beside her. Three in the morning, and sleep was impossible. The image showed a figure in black, face obscured by shadows, standing over two unconscious men in an alley she recognized from the south side. The timestamp was read two nights ago. The same night Dante had claimed he was in meetings until midnight.She clicked to the next tab. Another article. Another incident. The Sentinel, they called him. Chicago's ghost. A vigilante who'd been operating in the shadows for the past three years, dismantling gang operations, destroying drug shipments, leaving criminals tied up for police like grim presents.Three years. The same amount of time Dante had been making regular visits to her community center.Coincidence?Elena rubbed her eyes, willing herself to think rationally. This was insane. Dante Salvatore was a billionaire CEO, not some masked vigilante prowling the streets at night. He wore t

Elena knew she was in trouble the moment Dante walked into her apartment without knocking.She'd been pacing for the past hour, wearing a path in the threadbare carpet between her kitchenette and the window overlooking the street. The fundraiser was in three days. Three days until she'd have to stand in a room full of Chicago's elite and pretend she belonged there. Three days until she'd have to watch Dante charm donors and smile for cameras while she tried to ignore the way her heart raced every time he looked at her.But now he was here, in her space, and the apartment suddenly felt impossibly small."You gave Marcus a key?" She crossed her arms, trying to summon indignation instead of the heat that was spreading through her chest."I told him to knock first." Dante cl