Chapter 1 - Dante
On a fine evening in a luxurious apartment, where every piece of furniture and decoration exuded opulence, a man was busily preparing for a special home date with his girlfriend. The apartment, though cozy, was adorned with top-notch furnishings that whispered of luxury.
Dante
He wore an apron over a thin, drenched white shirt, revealing his well-defined abs and perfectly chiseled body. A masterful cook, he meticulously prepared all her favorite dishes.
Having completed the preparations, he delicately arranged the dishes on the dining table and then proceeded to her room to call her.
Zara
Zara, having just bathed and with wet hair, she was sleeping on bed, her hair dripping and eyes closed in a serene slumber
Dante
He chuckled softly; it was a familiar sight, one that endeared her to him even more. Silently, he fetched a hair dryer, gently positioning her in a more comfortable seat, being careful not to wake her. With utmost tenderness, he started to dry her hair.
Even in her makeup-free and slightly disheveled state, she looked absolutely gorgeous to his eyes. As he dried her hair, he found himself lost in thought, contemplating the mysterious changes he had noticed in her behavior lately. She had been distant, silent, and unusually preoccupied, a fact that hadn't escaped his keen observation. Her beauty, however, remained undiminished in his eyes, no matter her mood.
Zara
She stirred awake, her eyes meeting his. A furrow formed on her brow.
Dante
A sign he couldn't ignore. He refrained from questioning her; he understood she had been acting differently for a few days now. Instead of prying, he chose to address her concerns in his own way.
Respecting her need for space, he decided to call her downstairs for dinner and discreetly withdrew from the room. Deep down, he hoped that the warmth of their home date and the effort he had put into making her happy would help alleviate the worries that weighed on her heart.
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