Always Been You

~Candice~

What is happening at the moment is, to be honest, beyond my comprehension. Did Dante sleep with Lola? Why does he persist in not divorcing Lola despite the fact that Lola signed the papers to end their marriage? Did they really sleep together? Could Lola really betray me in such a way? I mean, I have never doubted for a second that Dante felt love for her, but I also never imagined that he would do something so inappropriate. To put it another way, they were friends. What exactly is going on here? I’m sure I’ve done something to make Dante hate me right now, but I have no idea what it is. If it turns out that that whore Lola had an affair with Dante, then I solemnly pledge to God that I will make her rue the day she was born. Nah, she couldn’t have slept with him. She doesn’t love him. It’s possible that she left because Dante finally confessed his love to her, but that’s not a given. She turned down his advances, right? I know that he always chants her name each time we have sex.

Even though it irritates me, I have never bothered to correct him because it appears that he is completely unaware that he is using her name instead of mine. Therefore, I did not even tell him, and I feigned that I was unaware of the fact that he desired to be with Lola. Because Lola and I are friends, I knew there was no chance in hell that he would ever confess his love to her. After cleaning off my workstation, I went to visit him in his office. I just really hope that he won’t ignore me like he always does and give me the cold shoulder. He makes it look like I am the one who chased Lola away. I mean, the whore used to be my friend as well. I rapped on the door, but no one was there to answer it. I gave the door another knock and tried to open it, but it was locked from the inside. After I entered the access code, it informed me that my entry was invalid.

Hold on, did he just change the passcode because of me?

Where are his assistant and driver? How could he treat me in such a way? If Lola had been present, she could have been given the access code, but he would never give it to me. After deceiving Lola, I was able to obtain the most recent access code that Dante possessed. Now I am left with only myself to rely on. Dante and I had everything under control, but he went and started talking about marriage. I am not the type to become snug. The thought of being married to another person is completely foreign to me. Nah, not my cup of tea, and I dared to tell Dante that I wasn’t ready. I knew he would end things with me. Therefore, the wisest course of action was to flee each time he talked about taking things seriously. As for get-togethers, well, I can’t afford to be seen with him in public because I’m seeing a lot of men right now, so that pretty much rules that out.

I had been waiting for someone to unlock the door when I saw Dante himself coming out of his office with his assistant. I stood outside his office and waited for someone to let me in.

“Candice, do we have an appointment I know nothing about?”

What? What is this, exactly? I can’t believe he’s going to treat me like this.

“Actually, I was on my way to see you. Let’s go out to lunch together today.”

“Sorry, I can’t join you for lunch; I just finished mine. Is there anything else you would like me to assist you with today?”

“No, I don’t, but do you have a minute to talk?”

“Listen, I simply do not have the time to deal with your neediness. What exactly is it that you want to discuss with me?” I am at a loss to understand where I have gone wrong. He’s had nothing but hatred for me since that whore, Lola, left.

“Can’t a boyfriend and a girlfriend talk?”

“Aah, I married someone else, remember? Or have you simply forgotten, or did you intend all along to become my mistress? Please take this with you and we will meet at my home.”

I couldn’t help but crack a smile, content in the knowledge that we would, as usual, work things out in a civilized manner. I got up and headed back to my office, where I sat down in my chair and thought about the most delicious dish that I could make. After that, I gave the key that Dante had given me a quick glance. My eyes became wide. The nerve of him! Why does he never give me the key to his house but always give me the key to his hotel suite? I really can’t believe Dante. Does he even have a clear idea of what he wants?

Perhaps I should give Lola a call and ask her to fill me in on the details of what transpired between her and Dante. On top of that, I haven’t given her a call since I heard she had vanished. I pulled out my phone in an effort to communicate with the challenge that underlies every aspect of my life, but I was unable to get in touch with her. It’s possible that she doesn’t know that Dante has his eyes on her, but I was fully aware of the situation, and as a result, I had no interest in developing a meaningful relationship with him. What am I saying? I have never taken our relationship to that level. It’s just a happy coincidence that I adore his cock. This man understands how to show reverence for a woman. I went out to the stores to get some ingredients so that I could make dinner for us.

I fastened an apron around my waist and got to work in the kitchen. After I had finished what I needed to do, I went and showered while I waited for him to arrive. Even though it was seven o’clock in the evening, there was no sign of him anywhere. I climbed to my feet and made my way to the main room, but it was secured with a lock and required a code to enter, exactly like his office. The other rooms did not have locks on their doors. Even when we are both in his home, he will not let me share his master bedroom with him. But I was always under the impression that he and Lola would always sleep together in the same bed. Does that put me in a lower position than Lola? Why does Lola know all his codes and his favorite dishes while I know shit?Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

When I originally moved into his house, Lola was there, and we used to sleep in one of the guestrooms together, yet he would barely touch me. Nothing about all of this makes any sense to me at all. Why does only Lola get access to his primary living quarters? It’s possible that they were seeing each other for a considerable amount of time before I entered Dante’s life. No, I don’t believe that’s the case. Lola is so trusting that she could have informed me, but hold on a second: since the day I’ve known her, why hasn’t she gone out with anyone? What exactly is the status of Dante and Lola’s relationship?

When I next checked the time, it said that it was already 21:00. Why isn’t he here with me? I got up from the table and grabbed my phone so I could give him a call. The phone started to ring, but when I checked it, all my calls had gone to missed calls. I was confident that after seeing 10 missed calls, he’d call me back, but nothing happened. I kept on trying, but I couldn’t reach him. When I checked the time, it was already 23:00 and he wasn’t there, so I decided to call Jiang.

Jiang: Hey, babe, where are you?

Candice: Home, and you?

Jiang: I’m coming from a club, and I am very horny. You better get your ass in here before I bang someone else.

Candice: If you want to die, don’t even dare to think about it. Try me.

Jiang: Then come and rescue me, sweet China!

After taking a look at the time, I realized that asshole wouldn’t even bother calling me, so I went to my Jiang. Because my relationship with Jiang is proceeding so smoothly at the moment, I will have to put Dante out of my mind for the time being.

I really can’t cope with Dante’s mood swings. If he wants me, he will have to come and get me. After all, I’m the one with the pussy, not him.