Dante and his men all alighted from their cars and his men walked forward first.
It was definite that Mr. Brown's place was being guarded by Mark's men who would protect him until he released the news to the net.
Gunshots filled the air as his men shot down the few guards at the gate but one of Dante's men sustained a shot.
Ignoring the shot man, the gates were opened and the men walked in, led by Ditto. All of them had one top priority and that was to protect their master, the second priority was to kill every opposition they came across including Mr. Brown and the third priority was to protect their own lives.
As soon as they were in the compound, men in suits ran out of their hiding positions. Dante smiled as he saw Mark in front of them.
Dante stepped forward, the smirk still on his lips.
"I see that you came here yourself" Mark grinned.
"I see you also came here yourself. To cause yourself a little trouble you could live without" Dante replied while the men from the opposing groups got ready to shoot and protect their bosses with their lives.
"I have been hating the fact that you can walk up to me so easily so I was thinking of crippling you" Dante's smirk vanished and in an instant, he had fired a shot towards Mark's leg but one of Mark's men jumped in, taking the shot.
That single shot led to many more shots as the men shot at each other, all intent on protecting their bosses and surviving.
Dante cursed underneath his breath and shot at Mark again. Mark shot at him too but Dante got out of the way pretty easily.
The two men shot at each other until Dante eventually got a shot at Mark. Mark groaned in pains, falling to his knees.
His men had failed in properly protecting him but immediately, he was lifted up by Jonas and helped to one of the cars immediately.
Dante chuckled softly and headed into the house to deal with what actually brought him out of the house and made him leave his Princess side.
He walked into the house and immediately started searching for Mr. Brown but on getting into a particular room, Dante realized he had made a huge mistake, coming in alone.
Three men were in the room, with guns.
"Kill him" one of them ordered and they all shot but Dante dodged quickly, slipping to the floor and shooting at one of the men, his arm raised slightly.
He rolled over to a table in the room, protecting himself with the table before shooting at the second man but he was not careful enough and the third man was able to shoot at him.
The bullet passed through his arm. The shot was not accurate at all but it caused a sharp cut as it passed by his arm.
Dante groaned but shot at the third man nevertheless. He got up on his feet and walked over to the body of the third man. He kicked his body.
"Rot in hell, bastard" Dante walked out of the room and the next room he walked into was the room where Mr. Brown was.
He was seated on a chair, typing on a keyboard furiously but he stopped immediately he noticed that Dante was now in the room.
"Y... you!"
"You have caused me enough problem so early in the morning" Dante groaned and shot at the man but realised he was out of bullets already.
He growled and walked over to him, grabbing the petite man by the head.
Dante slammed his head into the keyboard and the man screamed.
"Please!" He begged but Dante continued slamming his head into the keyboard until the man's face was a bloody mess.
"There are people you don't write articles about, people you don't even glance at and I am one of those people!" Dante slammed into the keyboard once more and the man flailed his hands weakly.
Dante let go of him and picked the monitor up, he slammed the electronic on his head, breaking the electronic and making the man pass out.
Dante moved a few steps away, breathing heavily. He glanced at his arm that was bleeding lightly.
Ditto ran into the room just then.
"He probably just passed out. Get rid of him"
"Yes boss" Ditto shot at the unconscious man.
"You are hurt" Ditto pointed out and Dante raised his brows at Ditto before walking out of the room.
Ditto walked out after him.
*
"So after everything, he left this morning?" Belinda asked Mireille and she nodded.
"How could he?! Even if you both don't have feelings for each other, no one deflowers a woman and leaves to meet another woman right the next hour! He is a monster!" Belinda yelled.
"He really is" Mireille covered her face in her hands.
"I... I can't believe this. It seemed to me like he adored you that day. The way he looked at you and the way he..." Belinda shook her head.
"He is a real jerk and a playboy. No, he is worst than Playboy. Even playboys don't do this!"
"Stop yelling, Belinda. What do I do now?" Mireille asked.
"Do you still want him?" Belinda asked, not sure about what to do.
Mireille lowered her gaze.
"I don't know, Bel. He... I want him but it seems like he doesn't want me at all. If he wanted me a tiny bit, he would not have gone to another woman so soon. I... I am not expecting commitment from him, of course but at least for the main time... You understand me, don't you?" She asked.
"I understand you, Mireille. I understand you absolutely. Have you called him?"
"Of course not! Why would I call him? I would seem desperate and all and forget about being desperate, I can't call him" Mireille replied.
"How about you go on a blind date?" Belinda asked.
"A blind date? How is that going to help me?"
"It would help determine if there is anything worth salvaging. The picture does not show Dante and the female model close to each other. He is just casually away from her, on his phone so I don't really want to conclude but you will dress up and fake a blind date. Then you will post it on social media with a caption that informs everyone you are going out on a date. If he sees that and calls you, we can figure out what exactly is happening but if he doesn't call back.... I don't want to think about that. What do you say? Are you in?"
Mireille played with her fingers with an unsure expression on her face before nodding slowly.
"I am in"