Chapter 4

Dante had never been the type to react dramatically. He didn't scream when he was surprised, celebrate every little victory, or let his emotions show so easily. At least, that was what he liked to believe.

But the moment Adrian placed the small wrapped package in front of him, Dante could only stare at it as though it were some impossible mystery waiting to be solved.

"What is that?" Adrian leaned against the side of his car, a familiar teasing smile appearing on his face.

"A gift."

Dante immediately grew suspicious. That answer alone was enough to tell him Adrian…