Dane’s Irresistible Desire

After a few days without Wallace, I feel like I am not ok. The last time we were together was when we ate lunch two weeks ago. I tried to call him but when he answered he said he was busy and busy. Sometimes he doesn’t really answer and he just sends a message but sometimes he really doesn’t.

I also can’t visit him because our client comes in one after another. I was wasting time and by chance, daddy sent me somewhere else and I had no choice. Whether I want to see or talk to him, time has become my enemy.

I know I don’t have the right to ask him about anything nor to demand time. Because obviously we don’t have it and we won’t turn it on. But is it bad for me to somehow know if he’s ok? How is he and what is his problem? Why did he suddenly change?

I asked Dylan if Wallace had a problem but he said ‘no’. Wallace is ok and very much alive. I also don’t want to be too inquisitive with Dylan and maybe get frustrated again. Sometimes he is being unreasonable for being a protective brother.

I am on my way to the gym to bring what daddy wants to give to Dylan. Dylan wasn’t there when I called him but he said that Wallace and Cluster were there to train a newbie so I would just leave what I brought with Cluster. I’m also going to find out how Wallace doing and what’s really going on with him.

I was just entering the building when I saw Cluster get in his car. I would have called but he left. I just went in and took the papers and gave them to the receptionist to give to Dylan. When I asked her if Wallace was upstairs she answered yes.

I smile silently and go straight upstairs and immediately went to Wallace’s room. I plan to get inside because the gym looks quiet. But I still haven’t kept the opening. I was just pushing a little more pity when I heard a growl from inside. Woman and man growl with a miracle.

“Fuck Wallace, you’re so fucking big.”

“Faster Isabelle, I’m going to cum.” I stopped. I felt my knees stiffen and my vision immediately blurred because I seemed to already know what was going on inside. I don’t know what to do. If I come in and startle them or just leave. But neither of the two I did because I preferred to hurt myself and listen to them.

I heard their loud moan. The unification of their bodies. I heard how satisfying they make. Every sound of their solitude was accompanied by a growl that they were obviously enjoying what they were doing.

“Wallace, Wallace, it feels so good, shit you’re a fucking beast. Own me, Wallace, own me.”

“You’re mine now, Isabelle.”

‘What does it mean? What does he mean when he tells her Isabelle? Did he mean that she can with him also?’

“Oh shit, Wallace. Fuck!”

“Fuck! Shit, cumming!” I heard Wallace scream.

“Ah! Wallace!” and so does the woman.

“Just hurt yourself.” I quickly closed the door and secretly wiped away the tears that had just flowed. I looked at Dylan as if nothing had happened. His face is so fucking calm while looking at me but the sweat is obvious on his forehead and he’s still panting.

“Since when?” I asked him. “When are they still like that?”

“Do not know. I don’t care about those two. It’s not my job to watch over him and who his woman is.”

“But you know about them?”

“No, I just found out. What? You just stand there?” he asked.

“Why what should I do?”

“What does a woman do when they catch their men with someone else?” I smirked. ‘Man? I am her woman but I have no right.’

“We don’t have any label and that’s clear. We just use the body to dissipate the heat.”

“Yeah, that’s what I want from you because you have a brain. Stand up for that! Be brave now, cry later.”

“I’m leaving.”

“Ok, then cry all you want later. I pretend I don’t know.”

“Do you think I will cry for nonsense, Dylan? Have you forgotten that I am Dy? I wouldn’t let myself mourn for no reason.”

“Don’t be me, Diana Dane. You will be ashamed of me when it comes to the heart.”

“Whatever.”

“Wallace used aphrodisiac. She will not taste Isabelle if he’s on his mind so don’t rush.”

“Don’t try to cover him and besides I don’t care. I am ok. I don’t care because he’s not my lover.”

“You both think stupid. You are compatible and you are both weak.”

“I’m leaving,” I was about to turn around when suddenly someone called me.

“Diana?” Dylan and I turned to face him. Isabelle and Wallace came out together. Isabelle looked at me and then kissed Wallace on the cheek but he didn’t even avoid it. He just stared at me as he let this woman kiss him. Honestly, I wanted to grab her hair and shake it.

“I’ll be back, Wallace.” She held Wallace’s face upon saying that then raised an eyebrow at me until she disappeared. I feel pain. I want to cry and slap Wallace. But do I have a right to do that?

I look at Dylan who just grinned while shaking. It’s like saying I can do everything and fight him but I’m not going to do that. I won’t get down to that woman’s level. She’s nothing compared to me.

“I’m just in the office, Dane, if you need anything.” I ignored Dylan. When Wallace and I left, no one spoke to us.

“Gotta go,” I said.

“Can we talk?”

“About what?”

“Us.” I swallowed and straightened up. I confronted him and showed him I was ok.

“Sure, just talk here.” I don’t want to go inside because for sure the smell of the two of them is still there. The smell would hurt me badly. “What are we going to talk about?”

“Let’s end this, Diana.” It was as if cold water had been poured on me because of what he had said. I did not expect this as fast as this. What he said didn’t sink in immediately. I was suddenly blank and I didn’t know what that meant.

“What do you mean?”

“Us, our deal. You and me. After all, we don’t have a relationship so we can end this anytime. It’s clear that we have a commitment and I have no obligation to you so let’s cut our connection as partners in bed.”

It was as if I had been slapped on both sides. I know we don’t have any label and I also know it will come but —– fuck, why the pain?

I feel like I’m drowning and can’t breathe in extreme pain. During the time we were together he made me feel that he needed me too and I was important to him so I hoped everything will end nicely. Or I just hoped because I loved him so I also blinded myself and assumed that he was the same so I could make myself happy.

“Is it because of Isabelle?”

“Yes,” he answered directly. I am even more hurt by his answer but what right do I have? Wallace isn’t the kind of man who stays with a woman so I’m aware of that but I’m not prepared for this.

“Okay,” I said.

“So are we done?” he asked.

“Why do I have the right to say no and force you to stay? Besides, she is with you.” I did not hear anything from him. “So, can I leave now?”

“Diana. You’re a Dy and a Dy is —-”

“I don’t want to hear any explanation. I need to go and I am busy. We’re done and that’s all. Have a nice day.”

“Wish you all the best, Diana.”Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

“You too.” Then I turned away. When I turned, my tears started to fall but I did not wipe them away. I turned around knowing that Wallace was no longer behind me and then I wiped. I ran out of the building and quickly headed for the car. I cried when I cried inside and there poured out all the pain I was feeling.

I know I have no right to be hurt like this. From the beginning, I knew what we are. I know we will end. But why is the pain still there? It’s true that what you want to make you happy is very painful when you lose it. I wish I hadn’t just dreamed of being with Wallace. I would not have been hurt like this.

I am deeply in love with Wallace. I can say he is the first I loved and I am sure he will be the last. But I never thought I would lose him either. We have a good relationship and I thought he will learn to love me. Especially with the ones he makes me feel.

He makes me fall for him more and I’m a fool who believes too much because I love him. I didn’t think he could just do that because he was taking advantage of my body. But, now, we end like this.

Of course. Why would he stay with a woman when he can find many. Who am I to make him change? While I was the only one who offered myself to him. I forced him.

But if he thinks that I will mourn his loss and cry for the rest of my life? Nah! I’m hurting now, I’m crying and that’s okay. I wouldn’t destroy myself just because he hurt me. I am a Dy and a Dy rises and faces anything.

Most of all —– know how to fight in the right way. If Wallace thinks he’s a big loss — then maybe yes in my heart, but not in my life. I will stand up and show him what he wasted.