A R I A N A
The car drove into the gates of the Russo mansion after what felt like forever. My whole body was tense from sitting so stiffly next to Dante and I wanted nothing but to get away from him.
As soon as the car stopped, I reached for the door handle I wanted to get out fast away from the tension between us, I wanted to run to my room and lock the door.
But Dante was quicker, he grabbed on my wrist cutting me off guard. I gasped his grip wasn't painful, but it was firm.
I couldn't pull away or move.
“Let go” I order but he ignored.
The driver opened Dante's door he stepped out, pulling me with him and I stumbled a little in my heels, but Dante's arm went around my waist to steady me.
Then he was walking us toward the house, his arm like an iron band around me.
The fro
