"You seriously didn't know I was the celebrant?" "I had no idea." "But I gave you the invite and you're here. How come you had no idea?" Dante bit his bottom lip nervously, "um...I didn't open the invite and also, my boss told me I couldn't come because we had a party we had to get to. I just didn't know the party he was talking about was the same one you invited me to." "Boss? You work for someone here?" "Um...yeah." "Who?" Holy shit, should I tell him it's Sebastian? I shouldn't say that, right? Let me just lie. But who do I say I work for? I know nobody else. "Dante?" "Hm?" "What are you thinking about? I asked for whom you work?" "Oh...um..." Dante looked sideways and the first person he saw was that driver. The driver he saw with Keane that day. "Keane!" He blurted out, startling Zeke. "Sorry, I mean...I work for Mr. Miller." "Oh.." Zeke smiled. He picked up his glass of wine and took a sip. Dante's eyes followed all of Zeke's movement. From the way he picked up the g
Dante tossed left and right. He trailed his hand up and down the bed to turn off the device disturbing his sleep. His frustration grew as he couldn't get hold of it. In annoyance, he sat up. He turned sideways to his ringing phone, which was on the stool beside the bed. He picked up the phone aggressively, ready to curse out the person calling. He got more agitated when he saw it was an unknown number. "What?" He demanded in anger. "Seesh, did someone offend you in your dream?" "Keane?" "Morning." Dante sighed, rubbing his eyes. "You know I almost cussed you out right? You disturbed my sleep. It's just..." He brought his phone down to check the time. "It's just 6.45 in the morning." "Don't doctors wake up earlier than that?" "What do you want?" Dante demanded impatiently. He really wants to go back to sleep. "I called to check how you are doing." "Since when did you start caring about how I'm doing?" "Ugh! One can't be nice to you. Anyway, I have a question. Why did you tel
"I told the maid to make varieties of dishes. I hope you find what you like here, Dante. I didn't know Sebastian was bringing a guest along." "It's fine, Aunty. The dishes are fine. They are delicious." Umbria smiled, "good." She turned to Sebastian, who was picking his food, a blank expression on his face, "what about you, son?" Sebastian : "..." Umbria turned to Gabriel, Sebastian's father. Gabriel tapped the table, "Sebastian, she's asking you a question. Or don't you like the peach pie? She made that herself, you know. Show some appreciation." Sebastian smirked in disbelief. He laughed throatily, his laugh echoed throughout the room. He raised his head from his food and turned to Gabriel. "I'm allergic to peaches." He said simply before he let down his spoon. "Sebastian.." Umbria tried saying. "You know, I get she isn't my mum so she can't know bit what about you, dad? You're telling me you didn't know? Or you're pretending not to?" "Sebastian..." Zeke called, trying to ca
"Thank you for having me, Aunty." Umbria smiled. "I hope you come visit some other time, Dante. I'd love to cook for you again." "I'll find time, ma." Dante turned to Ezekiel, who inturn smiled at him. "I don't have your phone number. Can I have it?" Zeke asked Dante. "Sure. It's 019*****" "Ok. I'll make sure to call you.""Mhm...bye and..."Let's go, Dante." Sebastian cut in, taking Dante by his arm. Dante waved Keane goodbye as Sebastian dragged him along. "Are you okay?" Dante asked as soon as they got in the car. Sebastian gave a simple nod and faced the window. Dante glanced at Leo quizzically. Leo shrugged and ignited. There is surely something wrong with him, Dante thought. Reaching home, Sebastian immediately went to the shooting range. Unknown to him, Dante followed him silently. Sebastian picked up a AK pistol and aimed at the dummy. Dante covered his ear as Sebastian fired. The sound from the gun was so loud that Dante thought his ears would rip apart. He hid in a co
"Thank you, Doctor." "You're welcome, Mrs Jones. Just make sure you take the drugs as I prescribed and please, take lots of rest. You're fully recovered but complications might arise if you stress yourself." "I completely understand, Doctor Dante. Thank you so much." "You're welcome." Dante turned his head to little Rachel in her mother's arms.He patted her head, a bright smile on his face, "mummy is okay now, Rachel. She can go home now." "Mummy is not sick anymore?" Dante nodded, "yes, she's alright now. But you have to let mummy rest at home, okay? Don't disturb or stress her out." "Okay." Dante stretched out his pinky finger, "Promise?" Rachel nodded, intertwining their fingers, "I promise.""Atta girl." Dante saw the mother and daughter to the gate before he went back into the hospital. He shook his head when he saw Julie, his colleague, wiggling her brows teasingly at him from afar. "Atta girl." She mimicked, "one would think you have a kid." "What makes you think I
"It's time, boss." Sebastian nodded. He got down from the car and proceeded into the underground building with ten men trailing behind him. Frank opened the door to the big meeting room and Sebastian stepped in. A total of twenty men sat round the large silver pentagonal table. They all had shock written on their faces as Sebastian walked in. It was as if they just saw a ghost.This place is called Pentagon, the underground building where mafia bosses around the world meet once a week to discuss business around the mafia world. They are all controlled by one person "King", which is Sebastian himself. To be the next "King", you have to get rid of the ruling king. That was what led to Sebastian injury the day before. They thought he had died, another person was already sitting on his seat. The sight of Alexander disgusted Sebastian to the gut. "And what are you doing on my seat?" Alexander was beyond astounded. Thoughts ran around in his head. But I was sure I killed him. How is he
Dante's peaceful sleep was disrupted by a itch on his forehead. It felt as if a fly was walking on his forehead. He opened his eyes, pissed. He scratched his head but didn't find any fly. It was just his hair. A sharp pain hit his head as he sat up. His head throbbed so painfully that he groaned, supporting his head with his palm. He looked around, finally noticing the unfamiliar surrounding. "What the hell?" He looked down at himself. He is clad in an oversized shirt and a pair of briefs. He instantly panicked. He had no idea how he got here and why. In the course of rushing out of the bed, he fell face flat on the ground. He had no idea the bedframe was high. "Ouch!" He groaned, rubbing his hurting nose. He got off the floor and proceeded to the door. Wherever this place is, he needs to get out if it. He exited the room and searched a way out but he ended up going in circles. He got lost in the fortress. Dante is getting irritated. He came across almost five kitchens on his futi
"So tell me, Dante. What are you going to do?" Dante shrugged. He took a bite out if his hotdog and replied, "you've been asking me this since the beginning of this week. Let it go." Julie scoffed. She grabbed Dante's ear and pulled it. Dante cried out. He kept tapping Julie's arm, begging her to let go of his ear. "Will you answer now?" "Yes yes. Just...let my ear go!" Dante whined. Julie let go of his ear and resumed eating. Dante rubbed his red ears. He glared at Julie, "are you a witch? You almost punctured my ear with your fingernails!" "My fingernails are short. Just tell me already. What will you do after your residency. You're not leaving here, are you?" Dante sighed. He's thought about this a lot. His residency is ending in less than two months. Everyone has been asking him, not just Julie. They really want him to remain in the hospital. "I don't know. I'll probably go for fellowship. Or I'll further my education." "So in short, you aren't staying here? Can't you do y