Anastasia POV
"Raffaelle, what are you doing here?" My brows merge into one of confusion
He steps inside the house, "I came over to see Dante but by the look of things, he's not home?"
I send him a short smile, "He left a few hours back, also" I pause searching his face, "I apologize for standing you up at the beach in Bali"
He nods, "It's fine, I guess I'll see you for dinner tonight?"
"What dinner?" My face morphs into one of confusion, my brows raised and lips in a straight line.
"The Dinner tonight mam, I informed you just now" Thelma replies from behind me, a deep frown on her face like she can't believe this is her new madam.
"Oh, hopefully, I'll be able to make it, I have work" I turn to Raffaelle
"The dinner is for You and Dante Anastasia, you can't miss it, as it's a criti
