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

“Sir, please calm down,”  Jorge asked holding me also holding Iam, so we wouldn't keep fighting.

“Let me smash this asshole's face,”

“What the fuck is wrong with you, Dante?” shouted Iam angrily.

“I told you to stay away from, Paula and instead, you went to see her,” his face showed surprise.

“And I made it clear to you that I wouldn't walk away from her, Dante. She's mine,” when he said that I tried to break away to hit him again but Jorge stopped me.

“Iam, I don't give a shit that you're my friend and if you want to keep our working relationship going, you'd better back the fuck off and understand,” I warned

“Are you threatening me?”  he asked annoyed.

“No Iam, it's not a threat. It's a warning. Next time, it won't be just blows,” with that said, I shook myself free, adjusted my jacket, and turned around to get out of there. Jorge and my guards came after me. I hurried downstairs again to head for the car.

As I got in, Jorge watched me through the rearview mirror, shaking his head in denial. I groaned at the pain in my abdomen and face.

“I don't want to hear anything,” I warn

“Sir, young Iam is your friend. You shouldn't fight with him. “Jorge, I won't let anyone steal my woman. She's mine.”

“I know, I don't argue with that but you ought to talk to him and settle it some other way. But let me tell you, I've never seen you like that for any woman before,”  I smiled.

“That's right, Jorge. That woman came to turn my world upside down.

“Take me home. Then, we'll go look for her again,” I told him.

He nodded, putting the car in gear. I leaned back in the seat sighing, God! How my world has changed since Paula showed up. Where have you been baby all this time?

Paula

“Isa, I'm nervous,” I was walking from one place to another in the kitchen. I can't keep my feet still.

“Calm down, woman. What happened? you're too upset.”

“It's, Dante. He was here and I had to tell him the truth about what happened last night.”

“Oh, my mother!” Isa said, touching her forehead.

“I know, I know”

“And? what happened?”

“Dante left furious, I'm sure he went to look for Iam,” I'm close to chewing all my nails off. I'm dying of nerves. I hope nothing happened. I wouldn't forgive myself if something happened because of me. I already feel terrible with all this mess with Iam. When did my life get so complicated?

“I shouldn't have told him the truth. I should have said.. I don't know...that I fell, because of my cat or something,”  Isa starts laughing out loud.

“ Why are you laughing?” I'm dying of anguish and she's laughing.

“You don't have a cat, Paula,” I start laughing too.

“I know, I don't know, but I should have said something else.”

“Nothing is going to happen. It's just that these two macho guys are going to beat each other up.”

“What?” I shouted upset.

“ Isa, you're crazy, oh no, please don't let it be like this,” I've been walking around in a place for half an hour.

“Woman, stop spinning around. You're making me dizzy and you'll leave a hole in Marcos' restaurant,” She laughs nonstop.

“Come on, let's go to work. You have dinner with your in”laws today,” Isa reminded me of that, too, and made me more nervous.

“I think I'm going to faint,”  She let out a laugh.

“No, you won't faint. Let's get to work,”  she leave a kiss on my cheek.

“Everything will be fine. You'll see, you'll be calm,” I'm nervous. I just shook my head as he wrapped his arm around my neck and we walked out to the living room.

Night fell. At 7 pm, I came out of the restaurant and he was there, as handsome as ever. I literally ran up to him and hugged him. I missed him a lot apart from worrying about him for the rest of the evening.

“My love,”  he left a kiss on my head then moved to my lips and now he's got a split lip too? only he looks worse.

“Dante, what happened to you?” I asked, pulling away from him.

“ Settling of scores,” I look at him seriously, raising an eyebrow.

“Really, Dante, did you do what I think you did?” he shrugged.

“Why did you do that?” I asked annoyed.

“I had to make it clear to him that you are my woman, mine,”  he grabbed me by the waist and pressed me against his strong body. Oh mother, the atmosphere is getting hot. Jesus! This man will never stop affecting me.

“Dante, you can't go through life beating everyone up,” he brushed his lips to mine.

“When they mess with you, I do,” I rolled my eyes. “You're impossible.”