Chapter 25. Want You Dead

ISABELLA’S POV

“And we’re late.” I say as soon as Dante stops his car engine. “Does this mean they’re going to shoot us or something?” I say playfully as Dante opens up the passenger’s seat for me.

“Or something…” He says and intertwines our fingers. Locking his car he leads us into a sophisticated casino, where the meeting will be taking place. I can immediately tell Dante absolutely detests being late which explains the long strides he’s taking right now.

“Slow down Dante. Don’t forget I’m wearing heels.” I say as he holds my hand firm in his, basically running as I try to keep up with his long strides.

He makes a small irritated sound and says something that sounds like ‘shit’ and then in a whiff of a second, he picks me up bridal style and walks effortlessly into the casino with me.

“What the hell are you doing?” I ask, wrapping my hands around his neck, my face turning red as I blush in embarrassment. Basically, all eyes are on me right now.