Chapter 90 You're Late
- Dante's POV
- I closed the door and leaned against it with my back, my heart racing more speedily than a cyber truck.
- “ What the hell was that? What in heavens name was the meaning of that? Hakim, loved me? He just confessed, right? He said he loved me, right? I didn't hear wrongly, did I ? Was I hallucinating, Or was I drunk? I couldn't be, I didn't have any alcohol. Or was he the one that was drunk?