Chapter 7

DANTE

Fun sized. She said she was fun sized. Fucking hell. This woman was going to be the death of me. Until she said that, I had not even paid attention to how she was shorter than the Fae I had met. It made her unique.

She was a trip, and I highly doubted that I would ever fucking get enough of her. It would be impossible.

‘Boss,’ Chris called out through the link.

The bastard only ever called me Boss when the words out of his fucking mouth were going to piss me off. It was his own silent heads up.

‘Am I going to kill you for whatever this is, fucker?’

‘You’d never kill me because you fucking love me. Who else has your back?’ he asked, and I could guarantee that he had a cocky ass smirk on his face.

Ziyah and Caiathus were talking about some past pranks they pulled. I never thought Caiathus would pull half the shit he apparently did. Sixty percent of that shit would be fucking illegal in the human world. One hundred percent of it was fucking hilarious.

‘Why don’t you get to t