Danilo
"Well- I," Dove cutely rubbed his hands together and shifted a little in his seat as he looked at Michele with a bright blush on his cheeks. "I like B&B."
Michele hummed and nodded, "you like B&B. Well did Bucky here tell you that I'm a partial owner of some of the biggest fashion houses in the world. Would you like to work for Versace or Balmain anytime in the future?" He took out his wallet and slipped his business card into the front pocket of Dove's jacket. "You should call me some time. I'll make you anything you want overnight. Call me anytime or if you'd just like to go sight seeing in Milan.
"For you Bello, I'll always be available."
I had never been more horrified in my entire life. Was my own uncle stealing Dove right in front of my eyes? Dove just sat there. Bright faced and clearly confused. I would be too. Imagine someone just strolling in and offering you a position in Balmain if you just entertained him. That was a dream for any new designer!
