Gabriel stared up at Dante, walking down the stairs, exuding power. He couldn't understand where the aura was coming from, as the Ashford company was being held by Thane. Something was going on and he would get to the root of this.
“Gabriel. You finally came,” Dante said with a smile.
Gabriel forced a smile before tugging at his tie.
“You made me come here, remember?” He slyly questioned.
“I did?” Dante feigned ignorance and then laughed. “Sorry, where are my manners? Welcome to my humble abode,”
Gabriel glanced around again. There was nothing humble about Dante's mansion. It was the opposite of humility.
“Well, it is indeed humble,” Gabriel remarked sarcastically.
They shook hands firmly, Dante taking note of the sarcasm but saying nothing.
“Let's make our way down to the study
