Really Safe

Hours Later

“The doctor says I am fine.” Mireille said to Dante after the exit of the doctor.

Mireille was in bed while Dante was leaned against the wall, his gaze resting on her like that was all his eyes were ever meant to see. Her and nothing more.

“Yes, you are pretty strong, aren’t you?” He asked, his eyes warming up.

“Shouldn’t you also have the doctor check you? You were involved in those rough, bloody fights yunno.” Mireille pointed out, throwing the sheets off her body.

“I am fine, Princess.” Dante assured her, walking away from the wall to meet up with Mireille.

“You should stay back in bed for now.”

“I am fine, Dante. I am over the shock and I wasn’t physically hurt at all. I am as strong as a horse.” she flexed her non existent muscles and Dante chuckled softly.

“You did not just flex your tiny arms.”

“I am not tiny.” Mireille refuted, folding her arms with a pout on her face.

“You are.” Dante took two more steps towards her, the playful smirk slowly fading away from his face, replaced by the look Mireille recognised so well.

“You are so tiny that I could pick you up, turn you upside down and eat you out. So…” His gaze flickered from her eyes down to her lips and back to her eyes.

“Do you still want to argue about how you are not tiny and have me prove my point to you?” He asked as Mireille’s gaze met with his.

She salivated and gently bit down on her lower lip.

Just at that moment, the door was pushed open and James rushed into the room.

“James!” Mireille’s face lit up and James rushed towards her. He pulled his sister into his arms, hugging her tightly.

“Oh my! Mireille.” he shut his eyes, holding her close.

Mireille smiled happily, hugging him back while Dante just watched the siblings reuniting, the look on his face showing a bit of annoyance.

After all, James had just ruined his perfect chance of tasting Mireille’s juices after a whole week of not being able to taste her.

“Are you okay?” James pulled away from the hug and examined Mireille.

“I am fine.” Mireille could not stop smiling.

“I heard what happened last night. Oh my god! I was so terrified. Are you really fine?” James asked worriedly.

“I am fine, James. I am really fine.” Mireille assured him.

“And you? Are you fine now?” Mireille asked him.

“Yes, I am totally fine.” James looked away from Mireille to look at Dante.

“Thank you for last night.” He thanked him.

“It’s nothing.” Dante replied coolly.

“Are you sure you are alright?” James asked, returning his attention to Mireille.

“There are go.” Mireille chuckled.

“I am really fine though.” She added and James hugged her once more.

“Where are the things you got for me?” Mireille asked as they pulled away from the hug.

“They are at home. You will get them when we get home.”

Mireille froze for a second, the smile on her face vanishing as she recalled the fact that she was going to be going home. She was over with Dante.

She would be leaving with James and that would most probably be the end of whatever could have been between them.

“Have you had breakfast… Er… I mean lunch?” James asked.

“It’s 2pm. You think I’d let her starve till this time?” Dante cut in.

“Mireille can be pretty stubborn. She could refuse to eat at times.” James replied.

“You are right. She can be pretty stubborn.” Dante diverted his gaze to Mireille and locked eyes with her.

“But there are times when she isn’t stubborn at all. Times when she would do anything and everything I ask of her.”

James cleared his throat at the tone with which Dante had spoken.

“Mireille, how about you pack up a few things of yours so we can leave later?” James asked.

“Oh, alright.” Mireille replied and was about walking away when Dante grabbed her by the arm.

“How can you ask her to pack up herself when she just went through that?” Dante asked James.

“I am fine. I can pack up myself.” Mireille said to Dante, trying to cover up the sadness in her.

“You can’t. Just go to your room, I will have some maids come over to help you with.”

“But….”

“Say no more, Princess.” he shut her up and watched her sigh in resignation.

“Fine.” she gave in and walked away from Dante.

Immediately the door shut after Mireille, James look turned serious and he looked at Dante.

“Would you mind explaining everything to me now?” James asked and Dante folded his arms.

“What exactly do you want me to explain to you?” Dante asked.

“A whole lot. How did Mireille become the F. P?” James questioned.

“I made her the F. P so she can be safer.” Dante replied.

“Safer?” James huffed.

“Did she fall into danger in the first place?” He asked.

“Someone attempted to kill her one time and so I made her the F. P.”

“The boss is always and always the First priority. You making Mireille the first priority is suspicious, Dante. Even if she was your biological sister, you would not make her the F. P so don’t tell me you did this because you see Mireille as your sister.”

“I made Mireille the F. P to keep her safe. Nothing more.” Dante replied.

“Stop giving me those lies, Dante.” James shook his head.

“What do you want to hear? That I made her the F. P because of some other reasons?” Dante asked.

“All I want to hear from you is the truth. What do you have with Mireille? And was she the one who gave you that teddy bear? Why do you care for her even more than I do?” James asked and Dante groaned.

“I cared for Mireille even when we were in highschool and you never seemed to have any issues with that. So what’s with the numerous questions you are asking me now?”

“Because you were not involved in all of this when we were in highschool so I didn’t care! Even if you chose to date her when we were in highschool, I would have given my consent totally so I didn’t care if you fell for her back then or not! But not anymore, Dante. Things have changed, you have loads of enemies, Dante so now I care about you falling for her or not”

“So….” Dante rubbed his temple shortly.

“You would not give me your consent if I ever fall for Mireille?”

“I will never ever give my consent, Dante” James replied firmly and Dante chewed on the insides of his mouth.

“I only made her the F. P because I wanted to protect her. I am not in love with Mireille or any woman and no, she did not gift that teddy bear to me.” Dante lied, trying hard to mask the emotions in him.

“Good. I and Mireille will leave soon. She has been in danger too constantly these days and that is because she has been close to you, so cut all ties and contacts with her as soon as she leaves this place. I hope you do this, Dante as this is what would make her really safe.”