Dante's POV:

After a tiring day at the company, Noah called me to our base, that is outside an abandoned warehouse.

We've been operating there for many years and nobody ever comes there so that place became our base.

When I reached there, Noah said that he had gotten an anonymous tip earlier this morning, saying that the threats weren't from the Russian mafia, but from the American mafia.

"Do you know why the American mafia would be after Azalea ?" Noah asked.

"No, I don't but Azalea might. Good work, Noah. Thank you, keep me updated. Good night." I told him, getting into my car.

"Yes, Boss. Goodnight." He replied.

On reaching my house, I saw Estella in the kitchen preparing dinner.

"Hey, Estella !" I greeted, hugging her. "Finally ! Do you know how late it is ? I was so bored here, all alone." She scolded.

"First of all, it's not that late. Second of all, you could've just spoken to Azalea. Maybe then you wouldn't have been so bored."

"Azalea's not at home. She went out." Estella said, stirring the soup.

"What do you mean went out ? Where did she go ?" I asked, panic arising within me.

Thinking of what had happened that night, I got worried.

"She went to some club, downtown." Estella said casually.

I immediately checked my phone to see if she had sent me a message.

She had called me once, a few hours ago. Shit, I was in a meeting since I didn't hear the phone.

I called her back, but she didn't pick up.

I opened my texts and saw Alex's message:

After I read the message, I was slightly relieved, knowing that she was along with Alex.

I told Estella that I was going to pick Azalea up and told her not to wait because we would be back late.

I got into my car and the the whole way there I kept thinking about Azalea.

Is she safe ? Did Dmitri get to her ? Does she need me ?

When I reached the club, I walked in and was hit with the familiar smell of vodka and sweat.

Ugghh..

I started looking around, searching for a certain brunette with blue eyes.

Minutes later after being pushed and squished between people, I saw Alex dancing with...the receptionist at Marc Technologies.

That's probably Kim, Azalea's friend.

Knowing that Azalea would be around them, I walked closer towards that direction and then I saw her.

She was dancing her heart out. She looked so beautiful in the dress she was wearing.

But she wasn't dancing alone. There was a man behind her, his hands moving all over her waist and hips.

One of Azalea's hands was on his, on her waist and the other one resting behind his neck.

The sight of them made my blood boil.

Wait. Am I jealous ? Why ? I shouldn't be...it doesn't make sense.

I walked towards them. Alex and Kim waved to me and I waved back. I went towards Azalea. She didn't seem to see me but the dude dancing with her did.

Looking at me, he stopped dancing. Azalea looked up at him, probably wondering why he stopped.

She followed his gaze and her eyes met mine. Azalea broke into to a lazy smile.

"Heyyyy...Danny Whanny." She slurred.

What the fuck ? Danny Whanny ? Is that what she calls me in her head ?

"Who are you ?" The man asked me rudely.

"Who I am, is none of your business. Please leave." I said, not wanting to cause a scene.

"No. We were having fun before you came. I'm not leaving !" He shouts back.

I pushed my suit jacket, just enough for him to see the gun holstered to my belt. "You wanna leave now ?" I asked, smirking.

"I-I-I am leaving." He stuttered.

Hehehe..take that.

"Did you have to do that ?" Azalea questioned. "He was my dancing buddy."

"Yes, he was annoying me. Do you want to go home ?"

"No. Not yet. Just sometime more, only an hour more." She said, assuringly.

"Alright." I gave in.

"Woohooo ! Let's go to the bar !" I exclaimed.

Oh no.

After she had a few drinks, she wanted to dance. I didn't drink because I had to drive two goofs and an angel back home.

I followed her to the dance floor like a lost puppy.

"Well, aren't you going to dance ?" Azalea asked swaying her hips to the music.

"No. I'm good." I denied.

"Oh come on...live a little, why don't you ?" She said.

I stood where I was, not moving. Azalea huffed and came closer to me. She wrapped her arms at the nape of my neck and continued dancing.

I still didn't make a move to dance. Then she took my hands and placed them on her hips.

Shocked, I looked down at her. I got nervous now. She didn't seem to know what she just did.

"Did you know that elephants are huuuuge ?" She asked me out of the blue, dragging the word 'huge'.

"Yes. I did. Are you intoxicated ?"

"What ? No. Pfft. I'm not ins...toc..xated." She denied, trying to say 'intoxicated'.

I laughed at her. "Yeah, sure. Come, let's go home."

"Ugh....okay." She groaned.

After dropping Alex and Kim to their own houses, I drove to my....our house.

Since Azalea was sleeping, I decided to carry her. When I picked her up from the passenger seat, she stirred a little, but didn't wake up.

As I was walking up the stairs, she moved closer to my chest and snuggled closer to me.

I smiled and continued walking until I reached her room. When I placed her on the bed, she slowly opened her eyes.

"Hey....I brought you to your room. Do you want to change into something more comfortable for the night ?" I whispered.

She nodded her head 'yes'.

I walked over to the closet where she had nearly arranged the clothes and picked out a nightsuit.

"Here. Change into this." I said, giving it to her.

She slowly got up from the bed and went into the bathroom to change.

When she came out, she jumped straight onto the bed. Putting two blankets on her, I asked her "Do you want to remove your makeup ?"

To my surprise, she had already slept. Walking to her dresser, I took a makeup removing wipe and cleaned her face.

She looked even more beautiful now. I kissed her forehead saying,

"Goodnight, Stellina."

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