The Emancipation of a Fuckboy - Chapter 29: Chapter 29

Valentine
With great anger comes great revenge.
That's what my mind is currently thinking while I was driving back to Ivana's apartment unit. If this was several years ago before I crossed paths with Dominic, it will probably be just like eating a piece of cake to break someone's heart. But this is after Dominic had slapped me with the lingering truth, opened my eyes and let me saw the light. I don't want to break some hearts any longer, I've realized how much of a jerk I was but all of that built up sorrow, frustrations and what ifs had all piled up to form the ultimate urge to seek revenge.
This is just a game of love that Dominic had started and little did he know the game hasn't ended yet but I'm going to finish it.
"So Mr. Valentine, what's your next move?" Ivana inquired when we arrived back to her place. "Which chess piece would you like to move?" She just finished putting baby Axelle to sleep and is now edging her way to where I was settled.
"We wait," I blurted out. "You mentioned that he always tweets whenever he goes partying right?" This is a good thing. Dominic might just be feeding the dragon without his own knowledge.
"Right!" She nodded.
"We will have to wait for him to tweet something out before we make our move" I said.
"Do you think this will work?" Ivana asked as she sat right next to me at the couch and picked up a slice of pizza that we bought along the way home.
"It will work" I huffed. I'm going to make this work. I've dealt with the pain and sorrow for a long time that I'll just have to make this work.
"Just so you know. Dominic had already done this once," Ivana took a bite on the slice of pizza before continuing to speak. "And mind you, he did it with flying colors. I'm hoping that he doesn't recognize you using the same tactic that he did"
"I don't know. I just hope his distraught enough to not see this coming."
"Honestly, don't mind my ass at all. I've already handed you the tool. I'm just going to be here working as the accessory to your crime as if I have some other choice," Ivana went on and I have to agree with her. She already handed me the fishing gear and all I have to do is fish. "And for the drama of course. You know, I'll be sipping my tea while watching you guys. HAHAHA!"
"Oh my god. Shut up!"
Ivana and I did nothing other than to binge-watch some horror movies on Netflix that we almost did not notice that the day had reeled up to dusk. Baby Axelle's loud cry meant that we had to put the movie we are watching on pause to pick him up out of his crib. Ivana's back to doing some mother duties again and it's quite uncanny seeing her doing that kind of work. I've known her for a while, she's somehow unpredictable and I know for a fact that being a mother is way too far from her but seeing her change baby Axelle's diaper made me realize how a lot of people drastically change once they have a child. And becoming baby Axelle's sitter for some time, it unexpectedly has taught me a lot about parenting.
Baby Axelle was so adorable that I quickly volunteered to look out for him while Ivana cooked for our dinner. I suggested we should just order some take out and I don't mind paying but Ivana wanted to show off her cooking skills which I'm sure isn't that impressive. I'm not discrediting her for trying but managing a chain of restaurants has upgraded my taste level. But who am I to judge when I don't even know how to cook myself? Once she's done cooking we ate dinner just like a family. I was looking at baby Axelle playing with his food and making a complete mess for Ivana to clean up soon. For some random reason, I felt sad for him. He'll grow up without a father. I switched my sight towards Ivana who was struggling to feed her baby and something just came flashing to me. Baby Axelle doesn't need a spineless father after all. Just like me and my brother, we didn't need a spineless mother.
"Hey Val," Ivana squealed purposely calling for my attention while I was busy doing the dishes. I hated washing the dishes for the grease but I mistakenly volunteered myself to do this and Ivana, obviously agreed to it. I was just saying it to make her feel like I wasn't being the privileged visitor.
"What?" I asked.
"Guess what?! Someone's going to parteeeey!"
"What do you mean?" I tuned my head to see her.
"Dominic just tweeted" She replied, her eyes glued on her phone.
"For real?"
"Yup, this is what you've been waiting for sir. He's going to club 69 tonight!" Ivana squeaked.
I was so ecstatic about quickly moving on to the next move after just a few hours that I inadvertently rushed washing the dishes just to prepare myself. This former heartbreaker has a game to play and a heart to break. I should be ice-cold ready to kick that play button. Unfortunately, Ivana can't come with me since it's already late and her babysitter can't come.
I went to club 69 alone. My timing was just perfect and a lot of people were already drunk and were now at loose. I went to the bar area and quickly ordered a beer from the bartender. I immediately gulped the beer hoping that the alcohol would kick in faster so that I'll get the additional courage it will provide me. I finished the bottle of beer after five minutes and quickly ordered another one. It was time to finally look for Dominic.
The dance floor was my first target to frisk. I surfed and surfed and combed the crowd and with odds betting their coins on me, I quickly found Dominic by the end of the crowd. But he wasn't alone at all, he's with another guy. A different guy again. The tall muscled guy was dancing behind him and it was evident that he was enjoying the spur of the moment. I could totally feel it. Suddenly, there seem to be a needle pricked to my chest that made me hard to breath. I'm not sure if I'd want to continue this plan anymore but someone stepped on my foot and I was awoken back to myself.
I quaffed a beer and swallowed hard enough to feel my stomach. It's about time. I nonchalantly grabbed Dominic's hand and pulled him. He was probably taken aback but I don't give a shit. As I was surfing along the sea of drunken people, I had to push everyone out of the way. I felt Dominic struggling to break free but my grip is so much tight like a vice grip that he needed more strength. With such calculated force, I successfully dragged him out of the club and into an alley where there's not enough light. I pushed his slender body against the wall and fenced him with both of my arms subsequently enclosing him so can't get away.
"Dominic!" I whispered heavily breathing. "I fucking missed you!" As it is planned, I slowly but surely brought my lips towards Dominic's lips. I just had to make this part of the plan quite similarly to the way he kissed me the first time.
This is the dream, I'm finally kissing Dominic motherfucking Warren after how many years. I have to admit to the fact that I genuinely missed this shit. I gently sucked his lip and that's when I knew he tasted just the same. The taste of cherry and grapes mixed together forming a sweet formula. He even smelled exactly the way I remembered him to be. I cupped his face making sure that I'm dominating the kiss. Somehow I would say that this is what I needed all along.
To kiss his lips once again. To feel his body on me.
Slowly and delicately, I let my tongue slither inside the wetness of his mouth until I eventually found his tongue. He was hospitable enough to acknowledge the expected trespassing of my tongue and let his own tongue have a clashing swordfight with mine. He was slowly losing sense of everything. He's kissing me back and that's how I wanted things to pan out.
"Valentine?" Dominic pushed me away. And for a brief moment, I was afraid that he might be coming back to his senses and might decide to punch me in the face. "Whaa.....Why are you doing this?" He asked and when I didn't answer, he clenched my shirt and pulled me back once again.
This time he steered the wheel to dominating the kiss. His mouth was in complete control of the steering wheel and he was smooching my mouth like it's his favorite cantaloupe. His tongue was a lost snake inside my mouth, slithering and seeking to have a clash with something alike. There was a grit of aggressiveness in the way he kissed me. He was already grinding on me and I was like a phoenix arising from ashes. I can feel my thing getting firmer. The heat inexplicably turned up to a sensible ninety-four. His one hand held the back of my head pushing it to his face and the other had already is already entering the monster's den. I felt his hand inside my pants and that's the moment I had to stop him. He was already enjoying the moment and I was afraid that I might be feeble enough to give in to the temptation and lose the game instantly.
"Why'd you stop?" Dominic complained when I moved away from the kiss and eventually from him.
"This is wrong" I mouthed imploring some acting skills that I didn't know I had.
"Who fucking cares," He replied as quickly as a lightning bolt. I can taste the pang of desperation in his tone and it's only getting hotter.
"I already have a wife" I spat attempting to be convincing enough. "And a kid." This is not true at all but this is how I'd make him want more.
I grabbed his throat with my hand and pinned him back against the wall. "Do you really want this?"
"Fuck me!" He begged sensually. And fuck, I'd easily give in to that all day but I'm not drunk enough to not think about the situation. I had a plan and I'm going to make that happen.
I kissed him again still keeping my hand on his throat. After a moment, it was time to cut this off and make him starve.
"I'm sorry, I..... I just can't" I spat finally letting go of this throat. I edged a few meters away from him. "I'm so sorry," I uttered and then left.