One Night Only

DANTE

And he insults me more, but I don’t pay much attention to him. Apparently, I’m not his favorite person, but I can understand why we started off on the wrong foot. I have to do something to convince her, but I don’t know what could work. Maybe if I try to start over like we know each other and nothing happens.

“Okay, let’s start again. Let’s pretend we met, and nothing happened.”

I have to pretend that it makes her feel comfortable, and that’s when I’ll take advantage of the situation.

“I’m still not interested in anything you have to offer,” she says, crossing her arms.

Grunt of irritation. This woman exasperates me and turns me on at the same time. I run my hand over my face and head. It’s much more difficult than I thought.

“I’m not asking for permission; I’m ordering you,” I say through gritted teeth.

“I knew you didn’t mean well,” he replies. “You can’t be trusted.”

And she continues.

I have to think of something to convince her, maybe using her mother as a threat.

“So you can see that I’m generous, I’ll give you a little time to think about it,” I say, trying to convince her.

He doesn’t say anything, but he seems to be considering it. After a few minutes of silence, he breaks it.

“I have to go. Is that all you wanted to tell me?”

He’s still in a bad mood.

He tries to open the door, but does not succeed, because of the lock.

“I’ll take you.”

Without waiting for a response or objections from him, I start the car and head towards his house. He never told me where he is, but with all the information I have, I know everything. After a few minutes, we arrived at a modest neighborhood that seems decent. I park in front of the building. It is a medium construction area. It seems that there are some residences that share the property.

She seems irritated. I know it’s because I didn’t let her go. She tries to open the door again to get out, but when she realizes she can’t, she snorts angrily and turns to me to watch me.

“Aren’t you going to remove the lock?”tired question. “Or are you planning to kidnap me and hold me by force?”His tone is sarcastic.

I smile and, without taking my eyes off her, I answer:

“It’s a good idea,” pretending to consider it as I stroke my chin thoughtfully, “but since I’m not the kind of guy who kidnaps women to get his way, I won’t do it. I want you to accept it in a good way.”

She shakes her head and forces a half-hearted smile.

“Then it’s better that you stay seated,” she says, looking at her nails arrogantly. “Because you’ll be waiting a while.”

This fierce woman should exasperate me with her behavior, but it only infatuates me more with her. I also smile to show him that his words do not affect me, but quite the opposite.

“Well, I’ll have to wait as long as it takes,” I say mockingly. Since he didn’t bother me at all, I keep pushing his buttons. Is he in every damn way? I don’t know, and honestly, I don’t care about figuring out how to treat a woman properly. I’m not interested in earning it. That’s not my style. My only interest is to take her to bed and make her mine completely, to show her who is in charge.

After a long time, I let her go. She rushes out as soon as I open the door. I burst out laughing when I saw her practically running. I call Franco to tell him to have two men parked outside his house and two more outside the hospital so he can keep an eye on what’s going on. Today, I’m going back to Italy to deal with the unfinished business I have with the Germans. Ivan and I have come to a solution. However, I need to discuss it thoroughly with the three idiots I have as confidants. You need to have a perfectly crafted plan; I don’t want any setbacks in this matter. As for the beautiful Emerald, I will put it aside for now to give you time to think about it carefully. I know he has no way out, and he will consider it, since he needs my help. I am willing to give you anything you ask for in exchange for your agreement.

I’m back with the lunatic trio, but this time we decided to meet in the entertainment room. I want to distract myself and not get angry about the issue we are trying to solve. I need to keep a clear head, so I stop thinking about her for a moment.

“I think the plan is fine,” Ivan says.

We are standing, playing on the pool table.

“Maybe, but I think in the future, it will bring you a lot of problems, Diablo,” Renzo says. Of the four, he is the most sensible and the one who thinks things through the most.

“What do you mean it could affect him? Don’t make stuff up, brainiac,” Leo teases him. Of the four, I can say that he is the most shameless and mocking. He doesn’t take anything seriously, just the business, although none of the four of us do, but he still surpasses us. He’s an idiot.

“What do you mean by ‘in what way’? Don’t forget that the boss is chasing a girl,” Enzo replies.

My jaw tightens when I hear his words. How can that affect anything?

“You’re right,” Ivan admits. “You haven’t thought about the disadvantages either. What will happen if they try to reach her?”

Laughter fills the room. It’s Leo, who can’t stop laughing.

“As if the devil cared about that. She’s just a whore, and that’s it.”

Your answer bothers me, but I don’t understand why. I should be indifferent to what people say about her or what happens to her, but I can’t and I don’t want to. This is a disaster.

I snorted in frustration, like a bull.

“I forbid you to talk about her like that,” I point to the pool cue. He’s on the other side of the table. “And it goes for all of you,” I point to the other two idiots. “She’s not a whore, and she won’t become one,” I mutter under my breath.

Defeated, Leo just raises his arms and the others nod their heads. After threatening them, I lose the desire to continue playing. I sit on the sofa in front of the giant plasma screen in the same room. Ivan joins me, sits down and offers me a glass of whiskey. I drink it in one gulp and order the bottle to pour myself another.

“Brother, I don’t like this at all. This girl is changing you.”Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

I take my second sip.

“What are you talking about?”I pretend not to understand what he is saying. “I’m still the same.”

“Now, but things are changing in you. On the one hand, I would say it’s a good thing, but our lives are no different. We have no right to feel or be vulnerable. You are the Devil, and you have to stay the way you have been so that everyone will continue to fear and respect you. You can’t get soft because of a woman. That wouldn’t be you. Besides, you’d drag us all to hell if you had a weakness.”

I’m still furious. I sigh with frustration. She’s right, and I know that, but I can’t move on without having her first. Maybe I want him to stay, but that’s already risking a lot for the organization and my people. I can’t act recklessly; I have to think things through before I act.