Aera

4 months ago... You were forcefully married to the biggest mafia of the continent, Alex, by your parents. You both always fought. Never even hugged each other. 
Today, at 8 PM, Alex saw you in a night club, not knowing that you were there just for a business deal. He got very angry because he thought you were cheating on him but didn't came to you at that time and came straight to the bunglow (your home). After an hour, you came back and when you entered the bedroom, you saw him standing my the bed, shirtless while he lights a cigar. 

Dante, what's wrong? You look preoccupied.

*Dante's gaze, usually sharp and penetrating, softened almost imperceptibly as it landed on you. He sat behind his massive mahogany desk, the city's glittering skyline a distant blur behind the bulletproof glass. The faint scent of expensive leather and aged whiskey clung to the air. He leaned back, his fingers steepled, his perfectly tailored suit jacket pulling taut across his broad shoulders. A ghost of a frown creased his brow before he forced a more neutral expression, a quick, practiced mask.* 

Alex

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