My Addiction by Ida Gonzalez (best ereader for academics .txt) 📕

Paula

Love-making felt like an amazing experience with Dante. I love him and why deny it anymore. We slept for a few hours. I was very tired but I had to go back to the hospital to stay with Katy so Sara could come and rest again.

I got dressed in some clean clothes while Dante was still in the shower. I think I will prepare some coffee before going back to the hospital. Suddenly, a knock on the door took me out of my momentary sleep. Who could it be? I asked out loud.

I went to the door to see who it was and when I opened the door I saw the person I had least expected to see here.

“Iam? what...what are you doing here?” I was surprised and nervous at the same time.

Iam could see Dante here. I don't know what could happen. Well... come on, I don't have anything sentimental with Iam. It's just a contract, nothing else.

“Hi, beautiful,” he came up to leave a kiss on my cheek.

“I went to look for you at the restaurant. They told me you didn't go to work because your sister was sick. So I came here.”

“Mmm yeah, Katy's in the hospital. What... what do you want Iam?” I answered a little nervous.

“Seeing you, beautiful and talking to you. Can I come in?” and when I was about to answer, Dante appeared with a towel covering only his lower part, with his torso naked and with another towel drying his hair.

“Who is, love...” his words hung in the air as he looked at Iam and they both stared at each other. Iam's face looked surprised and twsited. He was more than surprised while Dante frowned and then raised the corner of his lip forming a small smile.

“Dante, what are you doing here?" Iam asked.

Dante approached me. I had gone pale as if I had seen a ghost. I looked at Iam and his face was totally unhinged.His anger was noticeable.

“I'm with my girlfriend. Isn't it obvious and what are you doing here?" Dante replied and again he was marking his territory.

 “Your girlfriend?" he frowned and fixed his eyes on me, "What do you mean, your girlfriend, Paula? Can you explain to me what's going on?

“I'll explain it to you. Paula is my girlfriend. The contract you have with her is canceled Iam. I'll give you back the money you paid,” before I could speak, Dante did,

Iam couldn't believe what he was hearing. I was practically left with my mouth open. Suddenly, he smiled. I looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

“Since when did you start looking at me as a stupid?” he spat angrily.

“I beg your pardon? I don’t see you as a stupid, Iam.”

“Oh no? then why didn't you tell me you were fucking my friend. I asked you for a chance Paula and you accepted,” he raised his voice and Dante burned me with his eyes.

“A chance?” He questioned. I started to get very nervous. Why the fuck did he have to say that?

“I said yes because I was hurt when you stood me up and I thought I could forget you like that, Dante.”

“You were going to use me, Paula? Iam complained indignantly.

“Iam don’t pretend. You paid for my services and nothing else. I never told you that we could have something more. It was you who insisted on the subject of winning me over. You know very well what our conversation was the other night.”

“The services you're not going to get anymore, Iam," Dante replied. Iam ran his hand through his hair, angry, pissed off.

“I thought you were being honest with me but I was wrong," he gritted his teeth.

“And I was, Iam, from the beginning. Forgive me if I made you believe otherwise,” Dante didn't say anything. He just looked at his friend. I know he didn't like this situation. I know he's his best friend but what can I do? God!

“I see” That's all he said sadly.

“Iam, please,” I begged. He just turned to Dante.

“Now I understand your threats. You could have been honest with me. I thought we were friends," he fixed his gaze back on me.

“The contract is over. You can rest assure and I don't need anything back from you," he shoots and I could see the sadness in his eyes and I felt terrible for him. Even though it was just a contract I feel bad for him.

Dante looks at him in sorrow as well.

“Sorry to interrupt.” He left with a slam of the door which made me jump with fright. Dante sighed in frustration as he ran his hand over his face.

“Fuck! He's my best friend,” he growled in grief.

“I know, Dante and this is all my fault,” I said, feeling terrible.

No love. It's not like that," he took my face in his hands and fixed his eyes on me.

"It's more my fault, for having fallen in love with the woman my friend liked.”

I blushed at his confession. In love God!!!! How good it feels to hear that. He came closer to me, holding my face with both hands and kissed me. A soft and passionate kiss, as if in that kiss he promised me many things.