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Chapter Four

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Dominic

"Oh, wow. Nice car!" I huffed in awe as I laid eyes on the red Maserati waiting for us just only because it looked slick and shiny as if it just bathed in glossy paint or something. "So, where are we heading to?" I asked once we both got inside.

"Do you want to meet a special friend of mine?" He responds with a very conniving smile, and if I am reading him correctly, this is going to be a hell of a night.

"Not really," I replied.

"Oh come on, man, this is going to be fun."

"I mean I know how to put the F in fun so yeah, let's hit the road then!" I swallowed.

Jonathan drove me to a place that I positively reckon to be his foreshadowed predatorial abode, and tonight, I am going to be his poor and helpless prey. The parking lot at his building is merely dark and quiet enough for me to make some advances to him. I hope that this man isn't married to someone else. He looks and smells more like a bachelor to me than a married man. Nice haircut, a little bit of stubble to accentuate masculinity, have a good sense of humour which I don't necessarily like but I don't hate it either. He just brought the engine to death after pulling over, and the tranquillity invaded our privacy quickly as we both looked deeply at each other for a long moment. He just stared at me blankly and wasn't even making a move or at least thinking to make a move. He wants me to make a move, and I will gladly do that. I inched my face a bit more closer to him hoping to kiss him, but he stopped me pressing his finger to my lips and ultimately pushing my face away.

"Don't get quite excited" He whispered as I felt the warmth of his breath slap my face. "We have the whole night all to ourselves."

We both got out of the car just like ordinary people do, and as soon as we set foot inside the elevator, I couldn't wait any longer, so I started kissing him. He's a bit surprised by my impulsive actions, but he quickly adjusted from it. He kissed me back intensely, just as much as I wanted it. It turned me on that it made me promptly recount that passionate elevator scene from Fifty Shades of Grey and just right after that, the elevator dinged prompting us to stop kissing immediately. The elevator plates slowly slid open as an older woman, probably around seventy or something entered. Its twelve midnight, it's fucking twelve midnight, what kind of an old lady goes out at twelve midnight and interrupt the ongoing foreplay?

 Jonathan and I stood quiet and petrified for the rest of the time as the elevator slowly rose upward the building. We were staring at the old lady's lumpy back and his grey curly bun and as soon as we both got out of the elevator and ultimately into Jonathan's unit, the already existing heat resumed immediately. We kissed fervently right after I shut the door behind me and he didn't even bother to turn the lights on. Jonathan pinned me against the wall as my curious hands began caressing Jonathan's ripped torso, from his pumped chest to his rocky stomach, to his sexy back. I felt his already rock hard manhood as he grinds on me. Our tongue crisscrossed like swords clashing in the heat against each other. I know I'm not that drunk to feel some other things and I'm pretty sure that Jonathan is not Stitch, he has two arms, and they are swamped massaging my butt and yet why am I holding a third arm.

"Oh, fuck!" I cursed subsequently pushing Jonathan in utter shock. I honestly thought that it was a damn ghost trying to insert itself with our lustful adventure.

"Woah" He reacted assumingly keeping his balance together so that he won't hit the floor. He quickly turned the lights on revealing a cute guy whom I reckon to be the special friend he was talking about that I actually forgot.

"Oh, I didn't know that we have some company" I spat in embarrassment.

"Oh yeah sorry, my bad. I forgot to introduce you to my boyfriend" Jonathan said, showing the man smiling to me.

"Your boyfriend?" I mouthed. I did read him right, but I want him to prove me wrong.

"That's right, my boyfriend. Uhm, this is Jesse. Jesse this is Dominic"

"Hi, nice meeting you," I said, acknowledging Jesse's third wheel presence. Just like Jonathan, he's tall and ripped and I'm guessing they go to the gym together. He's wearing a tank top and a short that seemed not to fit him.

"Don't worry we agreed on this" Jesse spoke, saving me all of the thoughts.

"You in on this right?" Jonathan asked, expressing his concern that I'm not into threesome. I honestly don't know, I said to myself. I haven't made my final decision yet, and even though I've already caught a whiff of it earlier, I still found myself here. My sex life has been so active, but I've never tried a threesome before.

I'm in on real deep here, and I can see myself drowning even more in-depth, and I'm just outright letting it happen to me. I'm just letting this pain killer pull me deep down into the abyss where I could possibly get overdose and no longer save myself.

All I wanted is to forget Valentine motherfucking Grande and move on. I am aware that it would take some time for the wounds to heal from the burn yet here I am, five years later, still burning, still screaming, still coiled in pain, still struggling to find the cure to stop this agony.

I regretted everything that I did to Valentine. I regretted putting all of the pieces of his heart back to smash it again into smithereens. I regretted kissing him that night. I regretted not trying my best to talk to Valentine and try and let him see the whole panorama. I regretted loving him, and now, I don't even know how to love myself anymore.

Some people say don't play with fire because you might get burned and that's precisely what happened to me. I got a third-degree burn that I don't recognize Dominic Warren anymore.

My first year here in Singapore was the hardest that I've experienced in my whole life. I became the melting pot of everything. I struggled to recapture that Dad-Son bond that my dad and I used to have back before he left to work. I didn't know how to adjust to the culture shock that felt so much harder than what I expected it to be. There's the pressure to do exceptional and deliver with flying colors in school. I always wondered if I can still go further with life, I always felt extremely heavy and overwhelmed with everything and often times it leads me to question myself if I should go forward with life.

Someone that I had one nightstand with told me that grief is nature's way of letting in only as much as we can handle to which I started to rethink everything and eventually I accepted the reality of pain. All throughout my college years, I spent more time being angry at myself, even angrier every time I hear news about Valentine or even see pictures of him. It makes me miss him so much but also burn in pain. I said that I want to forget him, but there's a small part of me that keeps on visiting his profiles whether it's Facebook or Instagram, to check if he is doing well, is he dating someone else, is he having the best time of his life.

I stared at Jonathan for a brief moment until I decided to fuck it. This is what I wanted in the first place. I pulled him nonchalantly and began kissing him torridly. Jesse smirked with so much satisfaction and then went behind me and started kissing my neck. As Jesse began to unbutton my shirt, I began doing the same thing to Jonathan. All three of us retreated to the couch as we slowly stripped each other's clothes to nothing but our bare skin. Moans and groans echoed all throughout the room, becoming the music to our little adventure.

I woke up the following morning in a king-size bed, cuddled right in the middle of two hot guys still sleeping soundly. I know one is more than enough, but two is nothing but greedy.

I have to get out of here, I said to myself. Jonathan is great at sex and with the addition of Jesse made it phenomenal; however, I don't want anything to do with them after this. I did my best to move as minimal as possible and not create loud sounds in order not to wake both Jesse and Jonathan. I went to the couch where most of my clothes were on the floor. I picked them all up, quickly slipped them on and left eventually.

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