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you better go.”
    “So, I will be seeing you again soon?” she asks.
    “No, I don’t think so. You’re really boring and not even interesting enough to want to fuck, but thank you for coming over and wasting my time.” I escort her and her astonished expression out of my house. One thing Father taught me is to always tell people exactly what you want and what you think. That way, there is no way they can misunderstand you.

Chapter 4
    Dante
     
    I spend my days working at the site and keeping an eye on Sophia. She has started bringing me homemade lunch. It is barely edible. Sophia is a horrible cook, but I eat it anyway to make her happy. She always delivers it with a smile and a delicate touch to my hand, but I don’t let her leave without pulling her into an out of the way corner and taking in her lips. Our secret flirting becomes a game that we both seem to enjoy. Whether I sneak up on her or she surprises me with a kiss, it doesn’t matter to us. Every time I see her look up at me and smile, I can hardly remain focused on my overseeing of the building. She clearly has my attention, and it is a good thing, too. She has a lot of unruly customers come through. Anytime I hear someone raise their voice to her, I rush to her side, but she continuously holds me back with a hand on my chest.
    “Dante, this is my business. You have got to let me handle it.”
    “But he was being rude to you.”
    “He was upset about his car being in bad shape, he doesn’t have enough money to fix it and, he needs his car to get to work. Of course he was angry, but not with me. He was just taking it out on me. It isn’t the first time, and it won’t be the last.”
    “I don’t like it,” I say. “I think I should go get him and make him apologize.”
    She rolls her eyes and turns me around. “Will you please go back to your job and let me do mine. I promise you, I can handle myself without your help.” Hesitating to move, I look back at her. “Dante, go back to work!”
    I leave, but I keep an eye on her each day, making sure things don’t get out of control. She says she can handle it, but I have my doubts, and my suspicions prove true. As Sophia begins to close up one night, I notice a man sneak into the garage. The bays are empty, and the only person in the building is Sophia, finishing up some last minute business matters in her office. I can only imagine what his intentions are, and that alone is enough to ignite my veins. The man waits for Sophia to step out of her office while I wait in the dark, staying out of her business as I was told to do.
    Once she exits, the man surprises her. “Hello Honey, remember me? I would like that special deal you offered me earlier with a little extra,” he says taking hold of her.
    “Let go of her,” I say with a rugged growl.
    “Dante, be careful. He has a gun!” Sophia yells as he spins around, clutching her neck within his beastly arm.
    He has a plan to use her to kill me, but his mistake is made when he meets my swirling angry eyes. The sight of Sophia in fear and being handled so inappropriately pushes me into an uncontrolled rage. His stunned fear gives me ample opportunity to take hold of her before he drops to his knees. I whisper his death sentence, and he dies at our feet. His lifeless body is nothing new to me. I have killed before, and this man is certainly deserving considering his intent, but Sophia backs away, looking me over with fear in her eyes. Suddenly, I realize she doesn’t know me, not who I really am. “What did you do Dante? How?” I try to approach her, but she continues in her retreat.
    “I won’t hurt you.”
    “I don’t understand …” she says, avoiding looking directly at me. I beg her to listen to me, to try and understand what I am telling her. No matter how much begging I do, she still fears me, and I can see her desire to flee in her eyes.
    I drop to my knees in front of her, with tears in my eyes, “Please, please Sophia, don’t be