It has been two weeks since the day we escaped. We have tried to find Dmitri, Liam, Zane, also known as Nikolai, and even Elijah through all the means we have.

Traffic cameras, airport cameras, and even the cameras placed at ATMs but that has led to nothing.

On the day that Dom, Noah and Alex had come for us, they had managed to capture Liam but by the time we had reached the warehouse, where he was being held, he had already escaped.

There was only one way that he could've escaped and that is only if he had help.

When we checked the security footage, we saw, surprise, surprise, the one and only Dmitri.

All we have to do now is wait for them to make a move first. As for Dante, he is completely healed now although there is a slight pain when he exerts himself too much.

It's the weekend so I am laying down on the couch in the living room now, creating an algorithm for the game that I've been wanting to develop for quite a while now.

When we came back home a week back, the first thing I did was resign from Marc Technologies. A few days before I did, Kim had done the same.

Dante and Alex offered me jobs in their companies but I denied and I accepted Liz's offer of being a DevOps engineer for her company and Kim became Alex's personal assistant.

She keeps complaining about her job saying that Alex always orders food and barely gives her time to sit.

Liz's company is named 'Unique & Co.', which is a very cool name, in my opinion. So far, everything was going on well.

I had to go to work from 9:00 am to 5:00 pm. The people working there were friendly and so far, I hadn't come across anyone bitch-y.

Speaking of bitch-y people, Dante's assistant, Violet, comes over to this house almost everyday.

Since Dante has to have enough rest, I manged to convince him to work from home.

At least for the time being; until all of this mafia drama comes to an end.

As I was replying to an email, I saw Dante enter the living room from the corner of my eye.

He was wearing a white t-shirt with sweatpants; which was how I knew that he had just woken up. His hair looked as messy as it could be.

When he came closer, he stretched by lifting his hands up which made the t-shirt he was wearing slip up.

His underwear band, v-line and part of his abs came to view.

Oh...my....ASDFGHJKL !

His eyes met mine and then he chuckled at my reaction. "Good Morning.." He whispered, climbing on the couch and proceeded to sleep...on me...

I removed the laptop from my lap and kept it on the coffee table that was a few inches away.

He rested his head on my stomach and wrapped his arms around my waist.

My hands moved on their own accord and I started running my fingers through his soft jet black hair.

Normally he would always whine or push me away when I messed it up or even played with it but now a smile seemed to spread across his face.

Now that he is working from home and I go to work, we don't get much time together.

Yes, I come home by 5:00 pm but at that time, he is working. And by late evening, when he stops, I start working....again.

The only time that we're not busy is late in the night and on the weekends. So recently, when he doesn't find me on the bed, he comes here and does this.

After a while, I stopped playing with his hair but he didn't get up; like he usually does.

"Helloooo ?" I said, knocking his forehead like you do on a door with my hand.

"Don't stop...." Dante mumbled, tightening his hold on my waist and snuggled his face closer to my stomach.

I smiled and continued messing his hair. Suddenly, he lifted his head up.

"What happened ?" I asked, wondering why he looked up with a start.

Without a warning, he smashed his lips onto mine. I was taken by surprise but kissed him back.

Moments later, he moved away and smiled at me. His eyes were...wet ? Was he crying ?

"What's wrong, Dante ?" I asked, worriedly.

"Nothing..." He said, resting his head on my stomach again, trying to hide his face.

"You can tell me. Are you alright ?" I pleaded, trying to lift his head up.

"It's just that I'm afraid of losing you. Recently, we haven't been spending time with each other and I think that maybe you don't want to be with me. I just can't live withou-" Dante said but I intervened.

"No, don't say that. You won't ever lose me." I said which made him look at me. "From the day we kissed, you made me yours and I made you mine.

So, I won't be going anywhere for a reaaallllly long time. In other words; you're stuck with me, cariño . Don't ever think otherwise."

Dante smiled at what I had just said and nodded. "Okay...." He whispered.

Hugged me tighter and I ran my hands through his hair. We stayed like this for a while.

This time I was the one who initiated the kiss. I didn't have words to explain to him how much he means to me and how much I love him.

Wait..did I just..? I just..I said..love..I love him..I love Dante. I do, don't I ? I mean, what's not to love ? He is one of the most caring and loving people I've ever known.

But I don't think I should say something; at least not right now. I wouldn't want to scare him away.

"What are you thinking about ?" He asks.

"Nothing." I smiled back. "Well, I'm going to make some coffee for me. Do you want anything ?"

"French toast ?" He asked in a hopeful tone, getting off me and sitting on the couch.

"French toast, it is." I confirmed, walking to the kitchen.

"Ooooo....wait for me." Dante said excitedly. "I'll help you."

"Okay, then. We'll have a contest. The first person to reach the kitchen doesn't have to do the dishes." I told him, getting ready to run.

"Oh, it's on !" He said, getting competitive.

We ran to the kitchen together and guess what ? I won.

Although...I think he let me win on purpose because I don't believe that someone who trains almost everyday could lose against someone who barely even exercises regularly.

"Looooossseerrrr !" I booed at him.

"I don't mind washing the dishes, Stellina. As long as you're happy." He said, holding my waist.

I think my heart just melted...this man can't get any more perfect, even if he tried.

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