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“This is Vito, my very close friend and confidant.” He introduced the man beside him.
I recognized him as one of the two men that had stood with Dante at the funeral.
It seemed I had guessed right that they were close friends.
“And this ismio caro,Angela.” Dante wrapped his arm around my waist and kissed my forehead.
“While this is her best friend, Jessie.”
Vito extended his hand gracefully, greeting me and Jessie with warmth and charm.
"It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Angela," he said, his voice smooth as velvet with a grin on his face.
Vito was quite a handsome man, exuding an air of playful decadence.
With a charismatic smile, there was no doubt that he was the type that effortlessly drew attention wherever he went.
His dark, long, tousled hair added a touch of laziness to his overall appearance, and his fashion sense reflected his confident persona as he effortlessly pulled off both casual and formal attire with a hint of sophistication.
Dante excused himself briefly, saying he wanted to get a few files, leaving me, Jessie, and Vito in the living room.
My heart skipped a beat as I noticed Vito stealing glances at Jessie throughout the afternoon.
It was perplexing yet intriguing, considering I had only seen him briefly at the funeral and had never spoken to him.
Vito's stolen glances continued, his eyes fixating on Jessie whenever he thought no one was looking.
Each time our gazes met, he quickly averted his eyes as if caught in the act.
It was fascinating.
Part of me was flattered by the attention Jessie garnered, knowing how vibrant and captivating she could be.
But another part felt a tinge of jealousy, an irrational reaction fueled by the unknown.
I reminded myself that Vito was a man who was probably in the mafia line of business and his intentions were unknown to me.
Perhaps it was mere curiosity or a glimpse of interest, but I couldn't deny the unease it stirred within me.
Nonetheless, I pushed those thoughts aside, focusing on enjoying the evening with our guests and cherishing the time spent with Jessie.
Her visit was a breath of fresh air, a reminder of simpler times and unbreakable bonds.
When Dante later came back, and he and Vito bid us farewell, my mind swirled with questions.
What did Vito's stolen glances truly mean?
Was he interested in Jessie?
Chapter 20
Dante
AsIsatinmy office, the lingering thoughts of the previous fledgling payment platform occupied my mind.
I couldn't help but wonder what had caused Mr. Stefan to change his mind about selling it to me.
Kramaric, my trusted associate, had been diligently investigating the matter, leaving no stone unturned in his quest for answers.
