I think more than two hours have passed since no one came to check on me. I know they want to test my patience, but they could at least bring me a glass of water. I close my eyes for a few minutes then sigh. What is this about? Why was I arrested? I have the impression that I am part of something, but I have not yet realized what. I hear the door opening and I look at the person entering. I am immediately relieved and smile. Dante comes towards me with a tray on which he has croissants, water and coffee with milk. His eyes immediately meet mine but he doesn't convey anything to me. Put the tray on the table, then sit on the chair, leaning back against the backrest. This serious attitude makes him incredibly sexy. I find myself licking my lips, and Dante's eyes follow my movemen
