Always Been You

~DANTE’S POV~

I sat up in bed, blinking my eyes open. I was awake. My eyes felt sweaty, and I massaged them with my fingers as I pushed myself out of bed, kicking off the bedsheets. In an instant, I could feel my eyes becoming more irritated. I groped for my phone on the nightstand, thinking Elvis had sent me a message informing me of my wife Lola’s whereabouts. Regrettably, there was nothing but missed calls from Candice. I checked the clock and realized I had plenty of time to work out. I dashed to the bathroom and took care of business as fast as possible. Then I dried my hands and face before exiting the bathroom and entering my walk-in closet, where I started searching for a towel so I could head to my gym, but then I couldn’t find any of the towels. I got annoyed as I’ve never run short of towels, ‘Why am I paying helpers if they can’t get a single thing straight?’ Annoyed, I went to the side of the closet where I keep Lola’s clothes when she comes to visit. A towel caught my eye in one of the drawers, so I shoved my hand inside the drawer and then pulled my hand out of the drawer after grabbing her towel. However, my hand was also grasping another soft piece of material along with the towel. A picture dropped out of the towel when I flipped it around but didn’t pay attention. It was the soft material that drew my attention. I was able to identify what I was clinging to very instantly. My heart stopped beating and my lungs went dry. It was one of Lola’s undies that was clinging to the tips of my fingers.

Christ!

How am I supposed to concentrate when I know that my walk-in closet contains a drawer with Lola’s underwear?

I had no idea Lola sported such a sultry pair of underwear till now. As I dropped the towel to the floor, I found myself hanging onto Lola’s lacy thong for dear life. I placed the small thong in front of my nose and inhaled her aroma through the lacy thong. I jerk my head up and take in the delicious scent of my wife. Sniffing her thong brought me into a completely new realm of experience. My mind had been racing with a slew of naughty thoughts when I scented the thong again and groaned. Before putting it back in the drawer and stooping down to pick up the towel on the floor. The photo caught my attention as I was grabbing the towel. It was a sepia-tone picture. I’m stumped by this image. What exactly is this grey-colored thing? Why is it so insignificant? Cereb 1. 84 cm, CM, NF, GA? Cereb 1. 84 cm, CM, NF, GA? What the fuck is this thing? I took the picture and stuffed it back into the drawer, on the opposite side from where her underwear was kept. The drawer containing Lola’s underwear is suddenly my favorite place to be. The moment I started walking out of the closet, I came to a complete stop. What was that teeny-tiny black-and-white image? Not wanting to feel like a creep, I shook the thoughts of that unknown picture out of my head. I’m quite aware that I’ve been a creep in the past. I used to wake up in the middle of the night to watch Lola sleep and take in her facial shape and every nuance, especially when she was on her period. I’ll be keeping a tight eye on her whenever her facial expression changes while she’s sleeping. That was incredibly endearing. I went out of the closet with a smirking expression. In the end, I walked out of the room and headed straight for the gym. I don’t like going to the gym outside of my house. Women would be eye-fucking me, left and right, so I created my own personal paradise in my home. It was perfectly satiated, exactly to my liking. I began exercising. Pictures of Lola stroking herself in the shower flooded in, but I threw them out the window as fast as I could. It’s been three days since I first started looking at the surveillance footage. My body was soaked with droplets of sweat following my workout. What good is a gym for a man if he doesn’t have a barbell? I went for it anyway, despite the fact that I was sweating after counting to 100. I was completely satisfied at this point. I placed the barbell down and returned to my room, panting hard and fast, with my chest heaving profoundly as I drew breath into my lungs. I am having a meeting with Jiang Wang from Wang Inc. Well, well, my darling Candice, you’ve gotten yourself into a pickle. After a quick shower in the bathroom, I returned to my closet. I settled for all black and made my way back to the nightstand. The moment before I was ready to get my phone, my assistant rang.

Dante: Talk to me.

Lev: Good morning, Boss. I’m here. Just a reminder. At 9:00 a. m., you will meet with Jiang Wang of Wang Inc. This morning,Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

Dante: Get Candice to be my assistant today. Inform her that you have to go someplace else. Oh, and Lev. Don’t say anything about Wang Inc. to her. Just say I have an important meeting.

Lev: Are you sure about this, boss? I mean, that girl and Jiang…

Dante: I am sure, Lev, hope you are ready. I’m on my way down.

I descended the stairs and entered the kitchen, where I went for the coffee machine and brewed myself a double espresso. I sipped my morning narcotic and made my way out of the house. Lev was waiting for me outside. I sat in the backseat while he took over the steering wheel. He remained silent for the rest of the drive to my office. I know he had a sneaking suspicion that I was up to something nefarious.