Is Dante From You Blind In Real Life Novels & Stories

“Please. That man was… fine. But blind billionaires aren’t exactly hard to come by.” She raised a brow. “He’s not just any blind billionaire. He’s Hayden Maxwell.” “Don’t remind me.” “You really think you could’ve handled that man? He doesn’t seem like the type to let anyone control him.” “Watch me,” I said coolly, though my voice trembled just a bit. My friend laughed again. “Oh, you’re serious.” “Deadly.” I leaned back, pretending to be relaxed while every nerve in my body screamed otherwise. “He’s still mine. He just doesn’t know it yet.”

I got up quietly and moved toward the partially open door. I didn’t push it open. I just listened. “…wasn’t just a scare tactic,” Dante was saying. “He planned it. Knew exactly where the blind spots were.” A pause. Then Matthias’s voice. Low. Dangerous. “He tested us.” “Or he’s testing you,” Dante replied. “He wanted to see how you’d react if he touched someone close to her.” Silence. My stomach twisted. Then Matthias spoke again. “If he wants my attention, he has it.”

Was he shy? Did I manage to make Dante Romero, the Ice King of Los Angeles, shy?! “Liar! You’re actually blushing!” I squealed and poked both sides of his cheeks. “See, there is a red colour here and here. You ARE blushing.” Dante Romero was fricken blushing because of me. I needed to be awarded for this. All those times I thought I was hallucinating, I wasn’t. I had actually made him blush. “È colpa tua per aver un sorriso che rivaleggia con la bellezza del sole.” He mumbled some Italian and plucked my hands from his face, pinning them behind my back.

I asked flooding Drake with so many questions, at this point I was desperate to know what the problem was. “Dante‘s real girlfriend is in the pack, and trust me she is no Vanessa,” Drake said leaving me in shock and utter disbelief.

"I want an explanation." Dante let out a sigh. Then his voice came through the line again. "I knew Vivian long before I ever met Aurora." Aurora and Darius exchanged a glance. "You worked with her?" Darius asked. "No." Dante gave a short laugh. "Believe it or not, I actually went on a date with her once." Aurora immediately raised an eyebrow. Even Darius looked slightly surprised. "A date?" "Just one." Dante's tone was flat. "A blind date arranged by a friend."

"Just because you've become blind, Sean had to give up everything for you. He even started a medical company for you. Will you continue burdening him for the rest of your life?" I loved Sean, so I took in all the insults and criticism. When they told me to leave Sean, I would always show them the proof of Sean's love for me—the medical company—to shut them up. When I finally saw the company's name, I realized how big of a joke I must have been to them! I could not stop the nausea from coming over me. I suddenly stood up and ran outside. The moment I was outside, I heard two people flirting next door. "Why did you bring this with you?"

I praised. Chuckling, she said, "Thank you, so you haven't told me your name by chance or isn't that how it works," "My apologies, senorita, my name is Dante, Dante Blaze, and I am single by the way," I introduced myself. "You are a funny man," she teased. "Anyways, you know why I am here, I saw you from a distance, and babe, you took my breath away, if I am not too forward, may I have your digit, perhaps we could hang out sometime," I requested.

Marcus said, when the noise had settled slightly, “is not someone to be played with. Whoever wrongs her gets it — hot and immediately. That’s just a fact.” “Noted,” Julian said solemnly. “Speaking of which—” Marcus paused, his expression shifting. “I received news. About Dante.” The table quieted. “His first night in prison — he got into a fight with a cellmate. The man injected him with something.” He paused. “He’s blind. Permanently.” The silence stretched for a moment. “Blind,” Julian said slowly. He exhaled. “He deserves it. After what he did to Lilly—”

I knew he wouldn't tell me so there was no use thinking about it. I could only hope that everything was okay. I felt eyes on me and turned in the direction I felt the gaze. I saw Paolo smirking at me. He raised his glass of wine up in salutation to me and winked. I turned away from him. I didn't know anything about the rivalry between Dante and Paolo or why Paolo seemed to be obsessed with me. I just hoped that he stayed far away from me. Dante leaned in to whisper to me. "Let's leave" he whispered. I nodded and stood up.

I believed I was a puppet but I did a good job in my role. “Closer,” called the photographer. “We need intimacy and passion. Act as if you are infatuated with one another.” Dante pressed his forehead against mine as he leaned in. “You smell like war,” he muttered. “You also have a sharp scent. Too much cologne.” Just before the last flash a grin twitched across his lips The PR manager then gave us a phone containing the draft engagement announcement. Power couple alert: Dante Blake, a multimillionaire , is no longer available for purchase. He and Alina Hart, a business consultant and heiress, are getting married.