Novel & Cerita Is Dante From You Blind In Real Life

Dante was not one to be trusted or messed with. I clamped my hands together, fervently praying that Dante wouldn't take me to anywhere harmful or lethal. The drive seemed to take forever as my body shook in apprehension and also anticipation of what was to come. I was so deep in my bedevilling thoughts that I didn't notice when the car had come to a halt. Almost instantly, I felt Dante's hand tap on my shoulder causing me to jerk. "We are here Alina" Dante announced. "Ok. Get this fucking blindfold of my eyes" I scoffed at him.

“You look like you saw an actual demon.” “Close enough,” I rasp. “He’s alive.” “Who is?” she asks, then her brain catches up. “No. No way. Don’t tell me—” “Dante,” I say. The syllables feel like glass in my mouth. Her fingers clamp around my forearms. “The Dante? Rooftop‑wine Dante? Slept‑on‑a‑mattress‑on‑the‑floor Dante?” “The one who left a note and ‘died in a fire’ Dante,” I say. I almost laugh; it comes out like a choke. “Apparently rumors of his death were greatly exaggerated.”

[A/N: The chapter is starting with a little flashback from Dante's point of view. Enjoy!"] Dante~ "No!" I muttered, frantically trying to shake off my blindfold. Panic coursed through me as I couldn't see a single thing. I could only hear voices, footsteps. And they were all dangerous men. I could tell. "Whoever you are, please..." I began to say. "Let's talk about this." I tried to move, but my hands were firmly tied to the back of my seat.

His brooding eyes scan Adelaide and I, and I swallow, sensing something off. “I also wanted to speak to you, Adelaide.” He adds and Adelaide glances at me, already panting. “About what?” “Christopher.” Dante says the name like he wants to stab whoever it is until they are paralyzed. “What about him?” Adelaide tries to act cool, but it's pointless, Dante knows everything. “You're dating a hippie?”

It made her livid everytime she visited the foundation or Dante's own company and leave half disappointed, well, she had the privilege to see him without an appointment, that was something. And her sickly sweet smile that gave Nico diabetes. She was odd, annoying, alarming, and unsettling. He also wouldn't chose her. But Dante overlooked all of that. In other words he was blind to Blair, the perfect candidate and chose someone…else. "Are you going to use that, or just stand there staring at it? It's not going to light itself, you know?"

"Thank you, Diana. I appreciate your consideration." There was a long silence before Diana spoke again. "Your Highness, may I ask you a question?" Damon sighed. "Of course, Diana." "Are you afraid of the dark?" Diana asked. Damon hesitated before answering. "No, I am not afraid of the dark. I have been blind since birth, so I have never known anything else." Diana was quiet for a moment before she spoke again. "I see. I'm sorry if I offended you."

He was talking about anything but me, anything but my past. "The devil himself" Dom added, his voice dropping to a hushed whisper, "they say he's blind. But don't let that fool you. He's supposedly the most ruthless leader the realm has ever seen." A choked laugh escaped my lips, a nervous reaction to Dom's description. But of course, Dom wouldn't know that. He wouldn't know the truth about Lucius, or more importantly, the truth about me. "Blind, huh?" I repeated, forcing a lightness into my voice that I didn't quite feel. "Sounds inconvenient for a leader."

"Son what do you mean by she is blind." Jake mother asked him looking at Anastasia who can't see a thing. I instantly tensed and Jake could feel it since our hands where kinda of brushing each other. "You heard me right mum. She is blind she can't see a thing mum." Jake said squeezing my hand under the table. The tension was so thick in the air that you could slice it with knife. No body spoke for a minute or two before the voice I came to realize as Jake mum spoke.

Rhena, meanwhile, gave him a cynical look. "What do you mean by that, Blind? Don't just talk, Sicily!" Rhena growled. "Hah, why say that. Are you feeling flustered, or are you the culprit, Rhena?" "Slander will plunge you into disgrace. That blindness is becoming permanent, Sicily." Sicily was silent, she had no effect on the words that escaped Harlan's mouth. The man clearly preferred another mate to Sicily.

“Tying the knot. Locking it down. Putting a ring on it.” I stared at him. “To who?” He smirked. “Her name’s Bianca. She’s a florist. She thinks I’m charming and emotionally available.” Santino snorted. “So she’s legally blind.” “Very funny,” Dante said. “She’s smart, sweet, and she makes me want to be slightly less of a disaster.” I leaned back. “You’re serious.” “As a heart attack.” Santino narrowed his eyes. “You’ve known her for what, two months?”