C30 A Cage of Black Velvet

Nadia froze, her blood running cold. There, bathed in the pale moonlight, stood Dante. His face, usually an unreadable mask, was contorted with a fury that sent shivers down her spine. He is going to kill her now.

"You think you can escape that easily?" he sneered, his voice laced with a dangerous edge.

Nadia's voice trembled as she pleaded, "Please, just let me go