Dante approached Vane dangerously as soon as he saw her exit the elevator and head towards the apartment.
"How was your day? I'd like to know."
"It was an excellent day, I went out with some friends, it was a good dinner," she replied nervously.
He extended his arms to trap her against the wall, leaned his face towards hers, close enough that Vane could breathe in his fresh breath scented with tobacco and mint.
"Did you have fun?" he asked, a wicked yet very sexy smile forming on his lips.
"Just the usual stuff you do at a good dinner with friends."
"Are you sure you're not lying? I hate lies. If you lie to me, I will punish you, have no doubt about it."
Dante's voice had turned hoarse and deep. Vane swallowed hard. Punish her? In what way?
"And why would you punish me?" she asked
