Danger Zone

15. Revelations

Chapter fifteen

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Dante's P.O.V.

When I opened my eyes, three things immediately registered in my mind.

Thalia wasn't snuggled up underneath me like she usually was, my head was pounding something fierce, and I could barely remember anything from the night before. I was wearing a suit, which was uncomfortable as hell.

"Thalia?" I called out, immediately wincing at the sound of my own voice. It felt like somebody was slamming a sledgehammer into my skull at a constant rhythm.

I slowly sat up and slid out of bed with a groan at my aching muscles. I was in my own room, which was strange enough in itself. I padded to the restroom in the hopes that she was just taking a shower, but it was empty.

"Where is she?" I muttered to myself as I turned the shower on and began to strip myself of my clothing. A hot shower was definitely what I needed to cure what was probably a hangover from hell. I sent her a text before setting my phone on the counter and getting into the shower.

The pellets of hot water hit my body mercilessly while I bathed, but I paid no mind to the sting of the temperature. My muscles relaxed instantly, and the pounding in my head receded minimally. The only thing that could've made that shower better, was if a certain mixed Greek goddess was there with me.

Fuck.

Just the mere thought of her being in the same vicinity as me was enough to get my heart pounding and blood rushing to my lower regions. I'd never in my entire life found myself so attracted to a woman, but she was different.

It wasn't just her body, it was everything about her that turned me on and intrigued me. She was fiercely independent, which I absolutely loved, and she was more caring than anybody I'd ever known. She was very guarded when I first got to know her, but the more time we spent together, she opened up to me. I wasn't in denial about the way I felt about her, I knew that I was in love with her. I also knew what she'd been through, so I tried to respect her wishes and not let my stupid heart get involved.

It was hard.

I never thought I'd be able to fall in love again after what I went through with Angelina, so it felt like shit to not have that feeling reciprocated.

The water began to turn cold, and I knew I'd been in there too long. I turned the water off and dried off lazily, still feeling slightly groggy.

After brushing my teeth and slipping on some clothes, I tried to call her again but didn't get an answer. "Cara mia?" I called out as I stepped into the living room.

"Could you be quiet? I'm sleeping," a male voice mumbled from the couch. I was startled to find Kane sprawled out on the couch also wearing a suit.

The familiar anger flowed through my veins at the sight of him. "Why the hell are you in my house?"

He sat up and rubbed his eyes, "I had to bring your drunk ass home. You should be thanking me."

I scoffed in irritation, "The most you'll get from me is a big 'fuck you'. Where's Thalia?"

He looked at me skeptically, "You don't remember what happened last night?" I shook my head, suddenly feeling uneasy.