Always Been You

There is no doubt that Dante was up to no good. His unwavering devotion to Candice vanished into thin air. The fact that Dante’s sentiments towards her had altered since Lola vanished into thin air. And that his love for her had changed as well was not a surprise to Candice. After all, the man only loved Lola. All she wanted was to get him closer to her, but trying to do it with her two hands was like trying to move a sturdy building with a hammer. When Lev called her, she thought that she would be given Lola’s position, since she had started to attend meetings with Dante. Despite the fact that she was still upset over what had transpired at the hotel that day, Candice was enthusiastic about the meeting. The only thing that came to her as she prepared for the meeting was that Lola’s position was hers. She dressed to impress for the meeting.

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~Dante’s POV~Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

I was in the middle of completing some paperwork when Elvis called me out of nowhere.

Elvis: I’ll go right to the point because I know you’re already annoyed, so please bear with me. There are three more people who have registered their names under yours. I can only see the number. I can’t see who they are and their age. Someone is trying so hard for you not to find your friend.

Dante: My wife!

I yelled, “Lola is my wife, not my friend. Yes, we used to be friends, but she is now my wife, which is a major change. And I’ll make it a point to track her down. I am not going to stop looking for her until I locate her.”

Elvis: Yea, your wife. She registered three people in your name. Relationships and other important things have been safeguarded, and I am unable to decipher the codes. You should still take my advice and start to follow your mother. Your mother appears to be aware of Mrs. Monroe’s whereabouts.

While I was still on the phone with Elvis, the door to my office swung open. I locked my gaze on the slender person that walked into my office without knocking. Why the fuck did I remove the codes? Codes will stop nonsense like this. She was really stunning. That the thing in front of me was a whore had almost slipped my mind.

Me: Thank you, Elvis. Follow up on my wife’s whereabouts. She needs to come home to me, her husband, she really needs to stop playing games.

I made certain Candice heard the terms ‘wife’ and ‘husband’ loud and clear. The phone call came to an end, and I pulled my gaze to meet hers. I exchanged a kind smile with her.

“You have a breathtakingly gorgeous appearance today, Candice.”

“You think so. I wasn’t sure if you would like it. Lola told me you like it when a woman dresses in black.”

Ahh, so she wants to be Lola now?

Did this woman just make a passing reference to Lola with her dirty mouth? She caused me to lose a woman who meant so much to me with her greedy games.

“Follow me. Let’s go and wait for the gentleman in the meeting room.” I watched as she swayed her ass with confidence, completely oblivious to what I had in store for her. She pulled open the meeting room door and walked into the room, and I trailed behind her.

After approximately five minutes, the meeting room door flew open to show a dashing Chinese gentleman. He’s cute. The man walked with such a sense of self-absorption.

“Mr. Monroe, I apologize for my tardiness.” As soon as the man finished speaking, he turned to face the woman in black, whose mouth dropped instantaneously and her eyes widened. Jiang acknowledged her with a friendly smile. “Candice,” he greeted her, reaching out his hand to her. Candice extended her hand to him. They exchanged handshakes, and I sat in my chair and extended an invitation to Jiang to take a seat with my hands.

“Babe, can you please bring coffee for me and Mr. Wang?”

I could see the widening of each of their eyes. Jiang drew his gaze to mine, but I was not ready to let him get the better of me now. This woman duped me for years and eventually caused me to lose my wife. I caught a glimpse of her putting her outfit together and exiting the meeting room. Despite the fact that he was enraged, the man chose to remain silent. This is my building. If he doesn’t want my money, he is free to drag his ass and leave. Candice returned with the coffee just as Jiang was informing me about the services they would like to provide for my organization. Jiang and I came to a mutually beneficial conclusion. The gentleman was an excellent businessman. I would be stupid to lose such a perfect business partner over a pussy. He was an expert at his job. He handed the paperwork to me. I read through the contract and was pleased with what he was offering, and I would be willing to pay for such a service in the future.

“Candice, could you please retrieve my pen from the left drawer in my office?” Candice came to a complete halt and did not move at all. She should thank God I am a businessman with a reputation. If not, I could have said, the drawer where you left your earrings. However, the babe I called her was enough for her martial arts boyfriend to know I had my share. I could see she was trembling because her hands were sweating. Her composure, on the other hand, was immediately restored, and she was back from my office in no time. When the man’s face contorted into an exaggerated smile, it was clear he had already put two and two together and it gave him a fucking four. The way he tilted his head to face the lady in black caught my attention. His eyes glowed with venom. Jiang and I exchanged signatures, and we formally concluded the meeting and bid our farewells. I returned to my office and requested that the human resources department deny Candice any benefits since I knew she would fabricate an illness in order to pursue Jiang. I advised them that if she continued to press the issue, they should refer her to my office for further assistance. After about 15 minutes, the door to my office flew open, as I had anticipated.

“Babe, I’m not feeling great right now. I need to go home.”

“Oh, babe, I’ve already received a call from the human resources department… I called the company doctor for you. Please make yourself comfortable on the couch. He will be here at any time.”

“Dante!” she screamed angrily at the top of her voice. In order to meet her eyes, I pulled my gaze forward. “You did this on purpose, didn’t you?”

“What did I do, babe?” ensuring that my gaze remained fixed on my MacBook. She made a stomping motion with her feet.

“Never mind,” she said,

“Are you feeling better now, babe?”

“Yes.”

“Good, head back to your office.

“I’ll tell the doctor you are feeling better. Would you like some water?” She scoffed and left.