Dante was standing in a corner of the party. He was looking around for Camilla. Where had she vanished to, he hoped she was okay?
Dante knew he had fallen for Camilla, even after all his warnings he had given to himself, he had fallen for her.
But how was he not supposed to fall for her, Camilla was a wonderful person, she was beautiful and caring. She was so brilliant and her organizational skills were top notch. She had taken care of the business when he had been preoccupied with Valerie.
But did she feel the same way towards him? She was his captive, he had bought her. Did she even like him or was she pretending to because she had no choice.
"Come dance with me Dante" Paula said as she pulled him to the dance floor. He hadn't even noticed that she was there.
