Truth or Dare

Third POV:

“Guilia, what is going on here?” Flynn asked the moment he stepped into the apartment, which was filled with caterers arranging meals on the table in the living room.

“I’m hosting a party; I thought I told you?” He asked, and he stared at her, trying hard to hold back on his words.

“No, you haven’t, and I need to know why we are doing this.” He said, and she chuckled, getting on her tiptoe to kiss his cheek.

“I just want to have a little party. Me, you, Paris, John, Elowen, and her new guy.”

His eyes widened when she said this, and he immediately sensed a scheme because he knew Elowen would not willingly set herself up, knowing what Dante would do.

“Elowen and her new man? That sounds like you, and I do not support whatever this is,” he said, marching upstairs.

Guilia rolled her eyes, turning to see a server walking to the table with a bowl of wine.

“Gimme that,” she said, taking the bowl of wine from her.

“Here, you may leave now,” she said, handing a cheque to the lady.

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