
“Oh you must be sad. Where's he going Alex?” Omero asked his favorite grandson.
“Say daddy kidnapped people!” plain answers slid from the child's lips. Dante hasn't had time to forbid his son from telling anyone about it.
Alex's words suddenly made Omero surprised and frowned.
“How could he possibly be kidnapped?” the middle-aged man looked at Dante confusedly.
“He was taken away by a stalker, father.” said Dante trying to be calm as usual.
“Are they really lovers? Or maybe the woman told the man that you already knew about him and wanted to give you your punishment?” Omero tried to give me an alibi.
“I don't think so. No one knows aya. I kept the secret myself in meetings.” Dante. There's no way he's telling his father-in-law the truth.
“Be careful Dante! I don't want you exposed to danger just like your father used to.” The middle-aged man looked at Dante full of worries.
“I understand father.” Dante tried to maintain his stability and kept smiling.
“Excuse Mister!” Henry came to say hello.
“You didn't greet me Henry?”
“Of course I want to greet you, Mr Omero!” said Henry flatly nodding respectfully.
“I think you've forgotten my name!” Omero slightly quipped Henry.
“Of course not Mr Omero!” Henry shook his head.
“Do you have any business with Dante?” Omero looked at Henry and Dante alternately.
“Iya Sir!”
“Then Alex come with me first yes.” invite Omero to Alex.
“But I want Bella, grandpa! I want Bella here!” Alex pouted and refused the invitation. She still insists on waiting for Bella there because Alex is afraid that Bella will come back and not see her in the piano room.
“I'll find Bella! But I have to find the kidnapper first. Patience Alex!” dante tried to persuade his son.
“Come with grandpa first yes Alex! Let your daddy look for him.”ujar Omero.
“But Bella will be back?” alex asked, his face still looking sad.
“Iya Alex! Let me find him first. You go with grandpa ya. Wait downstairs I'll meet you downstairs and we'll go to Aunt Cassandra's grave and Grandma Jeannie.”
“Yes daddy! Bring my Bella home yes!” Alex followed his grandfather away leaving the room.
“What do you want to tell me Henry? Did you find him?”
“Please excuse me Sir! But I didn't find it.” replied Henry.
Dante pinched his forehead, his head dizzy at the thought of Bella's disappearance.
“Is there no clue left?” ask Dante.
“We didn't find anything there, Mr.”
“You didn't find any blood or anything or anything of the figure cut down?”
“We've sent a drone down the bottom of the ravine and looked for it but nothing, sir. We've also been looking into the street and nothing. We used a sniffer dog but still couldn't find their whereabouts, Mr.”
“Puffff...” Dante started panicking and he was putting on his hair again.
“What do you mean Henry?” Dante squinted his eyes. He doesn't like to hear Henry.
“Maybe they're lovers. They want to run away because they love each other and want to enjoy life, Mr.” replied Henry accordingly.
“That I'll never let Henry! You don't know how important that woman is to me Henry?” dante was angry.
“Meanour Master?”
Dreeetttt dreeetttt
“Before a minute, I answer the phone first.” Dante said after seeing who called him.
“Good, Sir. Then I go downstairs first and accompany Mr. Alex and Mr. Omero.”
“Please!” Dante immediately turned around and went back into the piano room.
“What's Tatiana?”
“Ehm. Can you talk to my dad first? He kept calling me and I was annoyed because we were busy Dante!”
“Ah, your father is indeed in this house. She just came in and is now downstairs with Alex!”
“Do you want her to go to Dante's house?” tatiana asked in an unhappy tone.
‘Oh no! Old man, want to come there, especially? Isss.he's the only one that troubles me, he should have died in that accident. Why the hell is he the only one alive?’ so upset with Tatiana's heart that she nagged at him.
“Tatiana, why is the intonation of your voice rising? Your father comes as usual every year, he wants to take us together to the tomb of your mother and Cassandra.” said Dante furrowed eyebrows, he does not like the way Tatiana spoke this time.
“Oh it! I'm sorry Dante, I thought your father would do anything to come home.”
“Everything he does at home other than with Alex? He wants to play with his grandson.”
‘That's what I like the least! He considers Alex really as his grandson! The boy is not my son but he always treats him like his own grandson, sucks!’ Tatiana cussed at his heart.
“Alright then, have fun for you guys. I'm a little worried because he keeps calling me, sorry I bother you Dante.”
“What are you worried about? I don't think his presence bothers us.” Dante didn't understand what his wife meant.
“I don't like it when he goes home..ehm...he.....hmmm...always remind me of the past and it will keep you feeling depressed.” replied Tatiana who could not concentrate because at that time she was having fun with ten men who were enjoying her body. ‘Ouch! I can't concentrate on talking to him! I have to start being careful, she can be suspicious of me.’ Thy heart whispered.
“You are wrong to think so. Your father was never wrong, he was just telling us about our past memories together with your mother and Cassandra. I don't feel burdened at all.
“But...”.
“Have not thought too much about Tatiana! You enjoy your show. Oh yeah why is that your style? You seem to be holding something back, are you sick?” dante asked somewhat astonished.
“No Dante! I turned off the phone first, I just panicked and now I'm on the show, so I can't concentrate. Please tell my dad don't call me on!”
“Alright Tatiana! Enjoy your show let me take care of it here.”
“I'm sorry dear Dante. I've bothered you when you have to do a lot of your work.”
“No need for you to think!” dante said and decided to call.
Meanwhile, Tatiana is.
“Ssssshhhh...what's wrong with you all? I know you guys are enjoying my body, but when my husband called you guys doing that made him suspect me!” tatiana said with a sound to hold back the delicious that appeared on her body. ‘Ugh...this is my dream, I like this to be considered the most beautiful, only the only one among all these men. Ughh... I like that they treat my body like this.ehmm...nikmat.’ Tatiana was enjoying herself.
“You must not be angry Tatiana, where anything like this can be withheld! If you call again and we have to stop it, it won't be fun! That will actually make this game less dancing, no more passion.”