Anastasia POV
"Where is Dante?" I ask Thelma as I walk into the house.
As soon as Dante could be on his feet, I started ignoring him, I had not seen him face to face and he was probably confused by now.
"He is not in at the moment," she says turning away as I climb up the stairs
"Mam," she says acting nervous halting me at the top of the stairs
"Mr. Dante has been asking about you but I have been making excuses, what should I tell him next time?" She says, head cast down, her eyes can barely meet mine
I know I put her in a hard position to lie and cover for me this few weeks and it has been telling on her.
"Tell him I am helping my mom plan a party, a banquet, or a wedding? Nothing, we can't run out of ideas"
She frowns, "Why are you doing this Mrs, Sir, Dante has been intensely wo
