Erica's POV

“Dante?! What are you doing here?!”

The guests looked puzzled and heads swiveled around and craned so that they could get a better view of what was going on.

My face was flushed red. Was I happy? Was I mad? Was I sad? I didn't know!

"Seize him!”

My father rose from his seat and roared, pointing his finger towards Dante.

The guards sprung into action and quickly held him down.

"Dad! No!”

I tried to grab his arm but he shrugged me off. His eyes were blazing and Dante looked at me confused.

"You should have known your place! How dare you come here! Who invite you?!”...