Dante watched Mai and Aiden leave with a confused expression on his face, a malicious glint in his eyes as he closed his door, his eyes scanning the living room, ultimately stopping at a pair of pants.
If Aiden had entered the room, he would have found out that his old home looked completely different; everything had been changed, from the sofa to the rugs.
As Dante squeezed into the pair of black jeans he found on his couch, he picked up his phone and dialed the first number on his phone.
After a few short rings, the line went through, and a deep voice sounded out from the other end. "Dante, you pig, you've got guts calling this line; the boss is mad at you right now."
"Lin, hear me out, bro," Dante said before adding. "I hear the boss is looking out for high-class chicks; well, I've got one over here, and she's loaded, she even drives one of those fancy sports cars, and you should see her; she's a beaut."
