Chapter 16 Correcting Misconceptions
- Dante’s POV
- Five minutes. Then six. I checked my watch again, running a hand through my hair. Where the hell was she?
- With a tight jaw, I set my drink down and pushed off the counter. My eyes scanned the ballroom, the masked guests moving in a blur around me. Lucia was reckless, but she wasn’t stupid. She knew better than to test my limits.