Always Been You

~Dante’s POV~

“Look, a Guerra doesn’t show weakness, and you are starting to piss me off.”

I am no fucking Guerra; I am a Monroe. My uncle won’t refer to me as a Monroe, and the fact that he won’t is starting to get on my nerves. I hate it when Lola spends time with that bastard. I cringe every time I see her flash a grin at him, and Antonio is always nagging me to bring her closer to him. What if they end up making out in the end? I try to push the thought out of my mind.

“How do you expect me to be calm when she’s in there with him? What are they talking about?” He looked at me with a repulsed expression. One thing that stands out to me about Antonio is that he despises being put on the spot with questions. He opened his coat and pushed a document in my direction before closing it again. I looked at him and waited for him to explain what was going on before proceeding.

“io cazzo odio gli idioti.” I wish I knew what he was saying, but I know he’s cursing me. After taking a glance at the time displayed on his wristwatch, he asked, “Do you want me to explain?” It was his question, and he was aggravated. I started flipping through the pages of the document, and when I saw what it was, my eyes grew extremely wide.

“Where and when did you get this?” I asked.

“The day he was eavesdropping, I slapped him purposely so he could drop the phone, and now I have access to his call log and messages. Your ex is the one behind everything. Blackwood wants Lola; Candice wants you; and Blackwood’s sister wants you. The two women shouldn’t worry about them; we will deal with them later. Mason’s original plan was to transform you into a vegetable, but now he is more concerned with getting rid of me. So we turn him into a vegetable before he turns us into one.” When I looked at my uncle, I became very enraged because he could see right through people. Meanwhile, Mason was busy plotting my demise, while I was just relaxing and waiting for Lola to remember.

“I’ll do it. I will turn Mason into a vegetable.” I breathed in a sigh of relief and continued, “I will end him myself.” Antonio flashed me a grin, and I smiled back before I sat back in my chair and began to consider how I could defeat him. I’m thinking about my kids and my wife, who doesn’t seem to remember anything about us-not that there is anything good to remember about us. Lola and I, well, I don’t know if we will ever work things out. I love her, but her happiness comes first. If she wants to be with Mason, she can be with him, but I want to deal with him first so that no one else will ever be a victim at his hands. If she wants to be with Mason, she can be with him. I placed a few calls, and by noon I was looking at the medication that I would personally use to put an end to him before he can put an end to me. My train of thought was thrown off while I was trying to figure out how to drug him because Antonio and Mason were having a conversation.

“Antonio! Care to join me for a cup of coffee?”

Coffee, I can. Drug his coffee. I waited for my uncle’s response. My uncle harbors a deep-seated grudge against Mason, and if I hadn’t known any better, I might have sworn that he was perfectly capable of pulling the trigger long ago. My uncle is a merciless man. I am not sure if what I hear about them is true, but I can’t help but think it’s true.

“I don’t have friends, and maybe, just maybe, if I had any, they could call me by my name. It’s Mr. Guerra to you.” The cold manner in which he addressed Mason almost made me laugh, so I pulled out my phone and sent a text message to him.

Dante: Agree

Antonio: Drink coffee with this thing? Oh, for Pete’s sake!

Dante: Agree

“Coffee sounds good, Blackwood.” As soon as I heard him say that, I bolted for the kitchen. However, just as I was about to turn on the appliance, Mason walked in, and I hid, then I noticed that Mason had tampered with one of the drinks. Even better,

Dante: switch the drinks.

I sent a message to my uncle. If I hadn’t taken action right now, my uncle might have ended up as a vegetable. I was in such a good mood that I couldn’t help but smile as I dashed back to my study. The sound of someone hitting the ground with a resounding thud came to my attention in a short amount of time. After that, I overheard my uncle talking.

“You are just a rat, Blackwood. Be sure to bring your own equipment the next time you try to drug someone while they are at home, rather than using theirs. “Oh, there won’t be a next time because you are now turning into a vegetable.”

Mission one is 30% complete.

~Lola’s POV~

Even though Mason kept telling me to rest, I simply was unable to do so. I had to get up because something just didn’t seem right. I was surprised to see Antonio standing there as I pulled the handle on my door.Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

“Antonio! What are you doing here?”

“Are you still interested in luring that boy into bed?” I shyly smiled and nodded. “Do it quickly; he’s currently working on his study.”

“I don’t know anything about…” He cut me off.

“Your presence is enough; the boy is crazy about you. Just do something sexy. That dress you are currently donning is sufficient.” He said that and left. I went downstairs and made coffee for him, quickly climbed back up the stairs, and headed to his office. I pounded on the door and waited for him to invite me in before entering. I walked in and began to catwalk my way into his desk. I placed the coffee on his desk while making sure my breasts were alluring enough. When I noticed that his eyes were glued to my breasts, I let out a sigh of relief. I watched as he swallowed hard and cleared his throat.

“If there is anything you will need, I’m just a call away,” I said as I reached over to his desk, picked up a pen, and then purposefully threw it on the ground. I knelt down to pick up the pen, but what I saw caused my heart to pound in my chest and gave me a chill down my spine. He was hard. As soon as I stood up, I could see the lust in his eyes. I needed to get out as quickly as possible. He’s staring at me the same way he used to back in the office. I quickly turned around, but I was thrown on top of the desk before I could complete the turn.

When did he get to me this fast?

While I was wondering what was going on, he greedily took my lips, and like a whore, I let him into my mouth.