Chapter 320. Kimmy and Dante: 16

Dante’s POV

I’ve left over twenty-five messages and twice as many text messages for Kimmy. She won’t answer my calls or texts. I’m sick to my stomach and pissed off at the same time. I’m in my room drinking heavily when I hear a knock at the door.

I opened the door… fuck. It’s Finley. She walks right in without asking.

“Finley,” I sighed. “What are you doing here?”

“Can’t I spend some time with my fiancée?” she said, smiling.

“I’m not your real fiancée,” I grumbled.

Finley stepped right up on me and dragged her hand down my chest. “You know… I could be your REAL fiancée if you’re willing,” she purred.

I threw her hand down and stepped back.

“No, Finley,” I yelled. “I have a girlfriend that