The next day
Mireille looked at herself in the mirror and did a small turn in front of it. She was all dressed up for work already and could not wait to get back to working.
As for Dante? He had been absent the entire night and Mireille hated to admit that yet again, she had missed him and wished he was there but she also wondered where he had gone to all night.
Business wasn't done at nights, right? So what could he have been doing all night?
A tiny part of her told her that Dante was out all night to see some other women but Mireille tried not to think about such. The last time she had suspected him of doing such, it did not turn out to be so.
She looked away from the mirror, picked her bag and wax ended towards the door when the door opened and Dante stepped into her room, all d
