~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 hav
~Lola~The mansion was illuminated by dazzling lights, which were complimented well by the view of the mountain and the ocean. I took advantage of the fall’s crisp air by standing on the balcony and appreciating the season’s change. I was staring off into the distance while holding a cup of coffee in my hand, and all I could make out was the reflection of the light from my home on the water. I grinned and smelled Dante’s hoodie. There is still a whiff of him here. While I was reading a book to the little children, I drew up a chair and sat down. The cool wind touched my face only lightly, yet it was enough to bring down the temperature of my overheated body. I looked at the time on my wristwatch before heading back inside to continue my sleep.The following morning, when I had finished making breakfast, I made the decision to search for the nearest hospital in order to begin my prenatal care. As I made my toast, I was busy searching online for the nearest hospital, and I found one tha
~Lola~The scorching sun, resembling a rapacious despot, carelessly let loose its lethal heat upon the waves of the ocean, which was then followed by a chilling breeze from autumn. I was standing on my balcony and staring off toward the horizon as I did so. The balcony has now become my favorite spot. I stood by the balcony as the gentle breeze blew the seemingly endless dunes further and further into the distance. In the dry Ozarks, waves of hot air mingled with the seasonal chill, causing sandstorms that occasionally blocked out the sun itself. These storms were caused by a combination of the season’s natural coolness and the hot air. As I gazed lower down, the earth took on the color and appearance of sand, which, on a nice day, I would have liked nothing better than to run my bare hands through. I heaved a sigh of relief and reached for another book to read. But as I continued to read the book to the babies, I noticed that I was beginning to feel a bit chilly, so I moved to a seat
~Lola~I turned my head to look outside the window. In addition to the heavy rain that was falling, the wind was howling, and then a violent bolt of lightning suddenly erupted in the sky. The weather was becoming increasingly dangerous. I sat up and pulled the blanket over my head. I had the impression that I wasn’t the only one in the room. I whirled around to face two of my new friends. I turned my head in every direction. I was in bed, but not mine. I looked at the two people who were busy examining me as though they were all doctors. Even though my mouth was parched, I was still able to speak.“Where am I, and how did I get here?” “What time is it?”Why is June here? Where am I really?As I continued to examine my surroundings, I realized that I was not in a hospital but rather in a house that was not mine.“My house,” Mason announced at long last.Why am I dressed like this, and how did he get into my house in the first place? Who took off my clothes? I glanced at the clothes I w
~Dante~The search for Lola has not shown any positive results so far. It seems as though the entire universe is conspiring against me. I lied to her and failed to keep my vow to be hers even after we were married. I looked at the time, and it was getting close to lunch. I arranged my table. When I turned around, I heard that someone had knocked on the door.“Come in!” I ordered. Then the woman who was responsible for my plight walked in.“Hey, babe, I reserved a table for us at your favorite restaurant.”“And that is?”“Mike’s.”“Well, that’s not my favorite restaurant. What made you think it was my favorite?”“Dante, I don’t know anything about you.”“That’s because you are not my wife. I said, making sure to stare her in the eye the entire time.“Dante, can you please tell me the truth?”“And that is?”“Did you sleep with Lola behind my back?”“Am I obligated to give you a report every time I make love to my wife?”“Dante!”“In case you were wondering, the answer is neither once no
~Lala~As I opened the entrance to the porch and stepped outside, I could hear the sound of raindrops pattering down on the emerald grass in front of my home and the vegetable garden. I headed to my flower shop, parked my car outside the shop, and rushed inside.“Good morning, Lola.” Matthew, my assistant, says.“Morning, Matthew. How are you doing today?”“Great, thanks.”“Good morning, Mrs. Monroe.” My receptionist says.“Morning, Carol. Any orders for today?”“Yes, Mrs. Monroe, we have two weddings to cover this weekend.” I made a silly expression because I had no idea if there were going to be enough flowers for the two weddings.“Do we have enough flowers?” She gave a slight shrug in response. I made my way to the garden at the back of the flower shop. I took a step outside and saw that the shop’s flowers and the gorgeous blossoming foliage all around it were still being sprinkled by the gentle rain that had been falling. I spent months nursing these flowers. I smiled as the flow
~Lola~When he dropped his face near mine, I experienced shivers in my stomach, and my breath stuck in the back of my throat. When his mouth came into contact with mine, the heat was immediately unleashed. I found bliss as his tongue glided between my lips. My heart raced against the inside of my ribcage, and tremors formed over my skin. Bumblebees flitted over my gut like crazy. My entire being sensed his penetration. His kiss set the blaze ablaze. My body was passionate in ways I’ll never understand. Our chemistry is unmistakable. His hands moved in circles against my clit. I groaned aloud. I was floating on cloud nine. I wished to have him inside of me.“Dante, please!” I pleaded.Then something stung me, and I screamed,“Dante!”I woke up like a zombie. I examined my surroundings just to come face-to-face with my mother. She was tapping her foot against the floor with one of her legs.“It’s a dream, isn’t it? Why would Mother be here?” I burst out laughing like a crazy woman. Afte
~Lola~I made myself some tea and went to my favorite spot, the balcony. I looked up at the sky, and I was disappointed that there were no stars. The only thing I could see was a thick and heavy-looking cloud. “It’s going to rain tonight,” I mumbled to myself, and I walked back inside. Last month, I started antenatal classes. It was fun to actually learn how to change diapers and how to hold a baby properly. I took out my phone, checked the time, and started to hear the sound of rain outside. It has been nice to have people around. Evelyn and Ruth are the best.“Ma’am, if you wouldn’t like anything tonight, I would like to go to bed early tonight.”“It’s okay, Evelyn; go rest. You need it.” I looked at the time and decided to go to sleep too since I’m going to antenatal classes tomorrow.The morning sun poured in through the gaps in the curtains. I groaned and woke up. Heading straight to the bathroom, I took a shower, dressed, and headed downstairs. Breakfast was ready, so I sat down
~Dante~Lola stood there, kicked the door behind her, opened her gown, dropped it on the floor, and presented herself to me like the feast that she is. I didn’t wait to be told; it was time to please her. It was impossible for me to shake the feeling that she had forgotten all about me. I forced that thought to the back of my mind, stood at my feet, wrapped my arms around her, and pulled her into my chest, feeling her naked skin brush against my naked chest as we were both exposed.I bit into her neck, and she let out a whimper as I did so. That one groan expelled from my mind every unfavorable thought that had been bothering me.But how can I? How am I supposed to ignore the fact that she doesn’t remember who I am?"I wish you could remember our promise and what you are to me. I wish you could remember how I used to do everything for you like a fool in love but could confess my love for you." She did not provide a response. She turned around while she was in my arms, and the sensatio
~Dante~When I heard my little girl scream, I was in my study; I immediately ran out of the study and went to the location from which she was screaming. When I entered Lola’s bedroom, I found her lying on the carpet. I picked her up and placed her on the bed before dialing Emily, our family physician, as quickly as I could. She didn’t squander a single second. Emily was not able to provide any information regarding Lola’s memory because that was not her area of expertise, but she did check on Lola and let us know that she was doing fine. I couldn’t leave her room because I wasn’t sure if she was going to be okay. The children were in the same state of anxiety as I was, and they refused to leave her room. Even though Lola doesn’t remember anything, I know that she has been trying her best for the children, and there have been times when I’ve gotten the impression that she’s being too hard on herself. Since we had our first passionate encounter in my study, Lola and I have been unable t
~Candice~I pulled the trigger, and I shot June Blackwood out of anger, but what drew my attention was the sinister smile that Dante Monroe gave me at the moment of the shooting. It doesn’t make sense. It just doesn’t. After giving it a lot of thought, I came to the conclusion that I had been tricked. Was that enigmatic, horrifying man sent to me by Dante? No! Dante is far too easygoing. I turned to look at the pool of blood that I had just created. I was supposed to be nowhere near Dante and his family. Despite this being stated in the protection order that was issued against me, Dante and I had a perfectly normal conversation today, but why?Wait…. He knew of my plans. Where the fuck is Mason Blackwood? As I was still pondering about Mason Blackwood, the man who gave me the silver gun walked in with Mason Blackwood in a wheelchair, mouth wide open, as though he were gaping for air, except he wasn’t. The man was drooling, and one could tell he couldn’t do anything for himself.For ho
~Dante~I took a seat and waited for June Blackwood, but in all honesty, she was just there to talk about the Lolitta hotel, not love, and I don’t like women who are that desperate. I had the impression that the woman had moved on from the fixation she had on me, but learning that she and her brother had planned it all was a royal pain in the ass. The picture that was sent to me wasn’t a mistake; Mason knew all about it and acted innocent all along. June, right from the beginning, was very forthright about her goals, which is one trait of an overly ambitious woman that I have never liked. I looked over and saw Candice picking up her flute and beginning to walk in my direction.Let the game begin.Because I despised her with such a burning rage, I made sure that I sat in a location that was a great distance away from where she was seated. Just the sight of her makes my stomach turn."Mr. Monroe, you continue to exude an air of sophistication." She was kind enough to offer a compliment.
~Mason~ I have a deep-seated, abiding loathing for Antonio Guerra. He beat me at my own game; I spiked his drink, but he switched drinks when I least expected it. The house even had a wheelchair ready for me. It’s hard for me to believe I’m in this predicament. He dragged me all the way to Dante’s office and then abandoned me there, fully aware that I would remain silent even if I had the willpower to do so. That one man had everything well thought out. He knew Lola wanted Dante, and he left me here to watch as they fucked each other’s brains out. I got to see everything, including everything that I yearned to claim as my own. Her long legs were wrapped around Dante’s waist, further tormenting me because I could never have her, touch her, or even feel her presence. Antonio made sure of it. He made me watch it all as they hungrily devoured each other. As I watched the show, I couldn’t help but let a tear fall down my cheek. My cock couldn’t even get hard; Antonio made sure I was a dead
~Lola~As I screamed his name, my heart came dangerously close to bursting through my chest. My legs are jelly-like. He grabbed my face and forced me to look at his face before releasing his grip. As he brought my finger close to his nose and then to his mouth in order to taste me, he had a look of torment in his dark eyes the entire time. "You taste divine, Mi Amor." He uttered those words in a low, husky whisper. Those words got me even wetter. He pulled me closer to him, and I felt the swell of his bulge, this time needing attention—my attention. I moaned and started to rub against his swollen bulge."Easy, Bunny."The sound of his voice caused a sudden and intense arousal in my pussy. He pressed his lips to my neck, and instead of leaving wet, soft kisses, he started to lick. Every glistening drop of sweat that he ingested, he ingested it. I was unable to take it any longer, so I began to thrash violently against his bulge."If you keep doing that, I’m going to fuck the living day
~Lola~The need to be taken by Mr. Monroe was becoming unbearable. It was meant to be a seduction, but it ended up turning into desires instead. The origins of my desires are a mystery to me; I just can’t seem to put my finger on them. All I know is that when Mr. Monroe grabbed my ass, I wanted more. The need to have one’s needs met awakens from its momentary slumber within. With a lopsided grin, he leaned closer to me and said, "You are playing with fire, Mrs. Monroe. The need to part your legs and bury me deep inside you is becoming irresistible, Mi Amor." His voice, all raspy and masculine, was too much for me to bear. I looked up at him, feeling desperate and helpless.What the fuck is wrong with me?He looked so possessive, ready to take me, but hesitating.No! I don’t want him to hold back; in fact, I want him so badly that all I can think about at the moment is him kissing me as hungrily as he did before. I don’t want him to hold back. A hostile grin formed on his face as he cl
~Dante~"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 ti
~Lola~Everything is now crystal clear, perhaps even too clear for my liking. Even now, I have no idea how to approach this situation. The nerve of him! How dare they do this to me? I feel like crying, but then I can’t really blame anyone but myself. No matter how hard I try, I just can’t seem to recall anything at all."You okay?" Bianca asked, and I responded in the affirmative, fully aware that our encounter wasn’t a coincidence but rather predetermined by fate. Even though I can’t remember anything from before, I now know the truth. As I went to pick up my bags, I found myself questioning whether or not anything of this nature is still worth it. I went out of the store and waved my hand to Bianca as I walked to the car and got inside.Antonio and I drove home, and I didn’t say anything throughout the drive. When I got home, I found the kids playing, so I stood there and watched them for a moment before rushing upstairs to my room and locking the door behind me. I need some time to