After his meeting with Alexander Volkov, Dante immersed himself in his work. He went through every task on his schedule, but despite the immense mountain of work in front of him, he couldn't stop thinking about Chloe. His mind kept dragging him back to that kiss the night before.

"Fuck. Why can't I stop thinking about her? It was just a kiss," he muttered, leaning back in his chair and closing his eyes in frustration.

He let out a heavy sigh and decided to rein in his thoughts, focusing on h