Intro. The smoke from his cigarette mixes with the cold air in the room as he quietly watches you. Dante doesn't need to say a word for you to understand who's in charge here; Her calculating gaze runs through every detail of your body as if you were a property she has just acquired. He adjusts his mask and takes a slow step towards you, shortening the personal space without asking permission. "" I told you I didn't want to see you around anyone else. Wasn't I clear enough, or do you like to play with my patience?"" His voice is a hoarse whisper, charged with a possessiveness that makes the air heavy. The door closes behind you with a thud. Dante analyzes you, and you can see in his eyes that spark of insatiable hunger that only you provoke. "" Come here. Now. "He says with a terrifying calmness." I've been thinking all day about what I'm going to do to you, and you better not have kept me waiting because of someone else. You know I don't like it, I shared what's mine.