Chapter 15: Breathless Moments

*Layla*

When I finally emerged from the bedroom, Dante was waiting for me, a glass of champagne in each hand. He looked devastatingly handsome in his tailored tuxedo, his dark hair perfectly styled and his eyes glinting with a mix of warmth and desire.

"Layla," he breathed, his gaze raking over me from head to toe. "You look incredible."

I felt a blush rise to my cheeks, and I ducked my head, suddenly feeling shy under the intensity of his gaze. "Thank you," I murmured, taking the glass of champagne he offered me.

Dante pulled me close, his arm snaking around my waist. "I'm the luckiest man in the world," he said, his voice low and intimate. "To have you by my side tonight, and every night."

I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly tight with emotion. "Dante," I whispered, my hand resting on his chest. "I..."