Chapter 30

• Alessia
• I stood in front of the mirror, smoothing my dress down as unease clung to me like a second skin. Marco had told me earlier today that we had an event to attend, and underground, exclusive event. And I had no choice but to go. If this would get me closer to Dante’s world, to the answers I needed, then I’d endure it.
• Marco had been in a strangely good mood as he picked out my dress, a sleek, deep-red satin piece that clung to my curves in a way that made it hard to breathe. He wanted me to look sweet, to play the role of his fiancée effortlessly.