What do you think will happen during Dante’s visit?
~Lola~I knew I was in deep shit when I bumped into him. What exactly was he doing here? My children look like him, and I can’t hide that. I tried everything I could to keep my kids from getting out of the car, but it was all in vain. He now knows he has three children. I feel bad for not telling him, but I had no other choice. He chose Candice over me. He wanted to be with her, so I gave him what he wanted. It was difficult, but I had no choice. I couldn’t see myself dragging him over with Candice. He seemed not to be holding on to what we promised each other, so I had to go away. I needed peace, and remaining in New York was never going to be peaceful. I was lucky that my car was fixed the same day since it wasn’t a huge crash. I drove to the shop without wanting to think too much about today’s incident. After parking my car, I proceeded inside, where I was greeted by Matthew and Carol, who were both smiling at themselves while they worked.“Good day, Carol.”“Good day, Mrs. Monroe.
~Dante~There she is, standing at the door as though she had seen a ghost. Did she think I wouldn’t find her even after bumping into my car? Maybe. My shoulders tensed as I stared at her. A pinch of annoyance washed over me, along with a slew of bottled emotions. My dark eyes were fixed on her, the woman who had stolen nearly 5 years of my life. We just stood there, staring at each other. No one said a word. We were just looking at each other. She looked terrified. She ought to be. I’m not here to eat; I’m here to claim what is rightfully mine. She looked confused.“At long last, Bunny.” She backed up a few steps. She was trembling. Why should I care about how nervous I make her right now? I want my children, and she is not going to stop me. I will take them away from her and let her feel how I felt all those years ago. I was a father without even knowing it as if she could even go a day without them. Does she realize how difficult it has been for me to not see them since yesterday? I
~Dante~I can’t believe her. Sorry! Sorry, that’s all she had to say after taking my children away from me. I got into my car and drove off from her place and headed to school to see the only three people who matter in my life right now. I don’t want children to believe Dad isn’t involved. I want them to know that I love them and that I will lay down my life for them. I arrived at their school and took them with me. We took a drive around town. I’m not even sure where I’m taking them. I don’t even know what my children like. Thanks to Lola.“Do you want something to eat?”“Daddy, can we have some ice cream?” Mia spoke up.“What about you boys? Do you want ice cream as well?” I watched as they exchanged glances and screamed for pizza at the same time. I laughed at how cute they were. So, I first went to a pizza place, and there was an ice cream shop just outside the shop, so it was easy for me not to run around with them.“Daddy, are you going to leave us again?” Mia inquired.“No way,
~Dante~I was left speechless and frozen in one place as I stood there, unable to contain the wrath that was building within me. “What exactly did you say?” I watched her as she spun around and, with a gasp, dropped her phone on the floor.“Dante.”“What did you just say, mother?” She began to bite her nails, then clutched her gown as if her life depended on it. She was striving for some equilibrium as she trembled backward.“What is going on here?” My father entered the room. His eyes moved from my trembling mother to mine. “Care to explain what is happening here?” I waited for my mom to open her mouth and explain why she had done what she had done.“I—I can explain.” I sneered at what she had said.“You can explain? Listen, I don’t want to see you ever again, and you will never see your grandchildren ever again. Do you understand?”“Dante, please allow me to explain. You’re to blame for everything!” She screamed.“And I deserve to be kept in the dark? I am their father! Stay away fr
~Lola~I wept and sobbed.It all seemed like a dream.Perhaps if I close my eyes tightly and then open them, I’ll discover it’s nothing but a nightmare and then sigh with relief. My long lashes fanned across my cheeks as my eyes closed firmly, and I wished for it all to be a bad dream that I desperately wanted to wake up from. I blinked and opened my eyes. There was no such luck. I had no one else around me. I was all alone. My kids were gone. He took them. He took them, as though I wasn’t the one who had raised them. Why did he take them away from me without giving me a chance to tell him how I felt? Not even a chance to say anything. I was still stunned that he had tracked me down. I couldn’t muster the guts to tell him what was on my mind. I let him take my children away from me like a fool. They are mine. He didn’t want me. He made that so clear. I couldn’t be selfish and ruin his relationship with Candice. I wanted him so badly. I wanted him to be part of our lives, but it was im
~Lola~I’m not supposed to be here. I should be in New York, explaining myself or fighting for my children. I don’t feel good about this hike, yet I am here. Two guys joined us, and I now know that Logan is the tall one, who is about the same height as Mason, and Matteo is the one who is one foot shorter than them. Everyone else was a little faster than I was. My body was with them, but my thoughts were in New York, with my children. Mason came to a halt and grinned down at me before taking my hand in his and interlocking our fingers as we followed the well-worn trail through the tall pines. For a while, we walked in quietly. The only sound was our feet crunching through the logs and leaves being thrown across the walkway, punctuated by the caw of a crow overhead. Mason came to a halt and stared at me again."Something the matter?" I wanted to tell him everything, but I couldn’t bring myself to open my mouth and say, "I came here because this might be our last day together." I am here
~Lola~ Despite the late hour, there is a pleasant warmth in the air. With nary a breeze in sight tonight, the lingering coolness of a cool day hangs over the mountain. I felt Mason wrap his hand around my waist and wanted to draw back, but he begged me not to. We were sitting on top of a rock. He reclined back, his weight supported by a tree trunk. He opened his legs and motioned for me to sit between them."You know, I don’t know what it is that makes you keep holding on to your husband. But I’m not giving up on you, Lola.""He’s going to kill you if he finds out." I sneered at my own assertion. Will he? Does he even care about me at all? What matters to him is Candice.""I’m willing to die for you, Lola." He lifted my chin so that I could face him. I could feel his cock pressing against my behind.No, Lola. This is inappropriate.He leaned in to press his lips against mine with a gentle kiss. I sighed and parted my lips, giving him access to his exploration of my mouth.What the fu
~Dante~I sat at the table with my three children and their grandmother for dinner. It’s a relief that the kids haven’t started asking for their mother yet. I don’t want any woman to come into my home and raise my children. Their mother has done an outstanding job raising them. If she can do it alone without any help, I can do it too. I watched as Lola’s mother eyed me. She hasn’t said a word."How was your trip, mother?""Not too shabby. I couldn’t let you fly out of the country since you told me you had children. However, who is their mother?" So it is true that none of them resemble Lola. I thought my angel looked just like her mother."Meet Kai, Tyler, and Mia, Mother. Your grandchildren." She didn’t push the conversation; we continued eating till Mia spoke."Daddy, I don’t like this. It doesn’t taste good." She remarked on this while picking out the peas. Realization dawns on Lola’s mother as she looks at Mia and how she was selecting the peas. Lola doesn’t like peas either. She