The next morning, Dante woke up early, got dressed and went to his car to go to the office.
He smiled as he remembered Anahi's smiling face as she fell asleep to his singing.
The time they spent together was enough to last a lifetime for him.
But he wanted more lifetimes with her.
"Good morning sir." said Maurice, opening the car door.
"Good morning Maurice." he said, hopping into the car.
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As he walked to one of his many dens in the country, he saw his men beating a man up.
"No! Leave my husband!" screamed a woman.
One of the men was about to raise his hand on her when Dante pulled out his gun and shot him.
The woman stared at him, her eyes wide with fear and recognition of his identity.
"Who are they and why did you take them?" he asked.
"Her husband owes us some money." answered one of the men.
"And? Did you ever hear the saying money is the root of all evil? Stop hitting the man."
They nodded silently and stop hitting the man.
Dante picked the man up, who was trembling in fear.
"I don't have any money! I only took the money from them to pay my daughters' college fees. I lost my job the other day and I have to pay the mortgage of my house or my wife will be left without a roof on her head. Please understand sir." rambled the man, crying, while his wife turned away, tears brimming her eyes.
Dante looked at the couple, feeling bad for them.
"How much do you owe them?"
"One million Euros."
"Before you borrowed the money, what was your previous job description?"
"A receptionist sir."
"How about I give you a job as a receptionist here? And I'll pay you eighty thousand Euros. Forget about the debt."
"But boss..." said one of the men, but Dante glared at him, making him shut up.
"If you want your money back I'll pay you." he whispered.
He opened his mouth to say yes but one of the other men stopped him.
Had he accepted, he would've been shot as well.
"Thank you sir." said the woman, rushing to hug her husband.
"Are you okay?" asked the man.
"I'm fine, but your face it's all bloody and bruised." said the woman, bursting into fresh tears.
"I'm alive aren't I?"
"I would've died if you died."
"I still have more years to torment you, i won't die easily. Let's go home."
She nodded and holding hands, they went home.
Dante smiled as he looked at the older couple.
It made him long for somebody to worry for him the way the woman worried for her husband.
He wondered if Anahi thought of him the way he thought of her.
Shaking his head, he went inside.
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"Boss, we found out the info on the girl." said one of the men.
Dante looked up from his laptop.