Dante's POV
Woman danced around the room giggling taking swigs of their wine bottles. One broke off from the group sauntering over to Dante who sat in a chair a look of annoyance on his face.
“What’s wrong baby?” She purred sitting down on his lap.
“Not in the mood.” Dante grunted looking away from the woman.
“Oh, come on baby I can make you feel better.” She said leaning toward him.
“I said no.” Dante growled making the girl jump from his lap and scurry back to the other women.
“Why did I bring these humans in here if we aren’t going to have a little fun?” Eve whispered in his ear her fingers slowly running down his chest.
Turning his head to see her standing behind him he couldn’t help but smile. Deep down he knew this was wrong, she was wrong, but no matter how much he tried
