The Road to Nowhere, and Everywhere - Part 3

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Lean back and let the tension unfold—Grace’s anger sharpens into action, and every choice feels heavier than the last.
Rated M – sexual Content, mature themes, mild Language

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The Price of Revenge

Grace had spent the following months shadowing Brynn and her husband. It was not unusual for members of either family to visit and spend time at each other's house, which made for the perfect cover for Grace's "investigation." She snooped around for anything useful in blackmailing her aunt and even hid microphones around.

Interestingly enough, she discovered that Dominique, Brynn's husband, was also having a full-blown affair—what a match made in heaven! Perhaps the two of them did deserve each other after all; however, that fact alone was scant for retribution. Needless to say, it made the man an easier target than expected, given his already loosened moral compass.

Based on the information she had about his weekday schedule, Grace had planned to encounter him on campus, where he was known to attend a skill class after work. She knew exactly who to look for, as they were already acquainted from years of shared family events.

The families had always been very close and involved with each other, whether through holiday celebrations, birthdays, or baby showers. In that sense, it is fair to say that Dominique, her uncle by marriage, watched her grow alongside his sons, who were only a few years younger.

From that perspective, Grace finally grasped the extent of the path she had chosen.

As she laid eyes on Dominique that day, she also realized how irreversible the actions she planned on taking would be. Her skin crawled at the anticipation of having to lie with a man who was as old as her own father to achieve her goal. If there was a better moment to backtrack, it was right there and then.

The firecracker did not get cold feet; her anger was still fueled by the fragments of her shattered dreams and pride. Dominique was a means to an end—nothing more, nothing less.

The man was rather easy on the eyes, and the fact that she also found him streaking on campus that day made the situation easier to navigate.

Naturally, he recognized her and immediately felt the sting of embarrassment at being seen in his birthday suit by a familiar face. Grace's compliments, however, quickly eased the palpable tension. He had walked right into her trap, in the most compromising position, leaving him vulnerable to every older man's secret fantasy: the allure and attention of a younger woman.

Grace played into his instinctual yearnings, stroking his pride and drawing him deeper into her web of manipulation. Before long, she became the true reason behind the 'skill classes after work.' They would privately meet on campus or in the garage to indulge in the most salacious rendezvous. She had him under her spell in just a few weeks, and Dominique was so eager to please that he would have done anything, even leaving his marriage.

Although stealing Brynn's husband for herself would make for the sweetest revenge, Grace was not emotionally attached to the man; she made sure of it by constantly reminding herself of the true motives behind every kiss and touch. Revenge may have stripped her of her integrity; however, her standards for a life partner remained unchanged, if not elevated, after witnessing the darker side of human nature—the ease with which lust could surpass trust. She was past the point of no return and nearing the end of her plan.

That year, Harvestfest was being held at Brynn's house, and what better irony than to set the "big reveal" at a family gathering? Grace bitterly recalled the day she walked in on Jessie and Brynn in her own house and intended to stage the same outrage by luring the woman to her master bedroom, where she would perform with Dominique in their bed. She savored every moment of it—the euphoric arousal, the click of the doorknob just before the door opened. Her revenge had come full circle, filling her with relief and exhilaration. The horrified look on Brynn's face said it all; however, the silence that followed spoke even louder. Just like the two women made a silent pact not to disclose anything regarding Jessie months ago, they were once more silently agreeing that they were even.

As far as Grace knew, no one else in the family besides her, Brynn, and Dominique were aware of what happened in that room that evening. They were only told weeks later that the couple decided to part ways for the best.

Grace walked away triumphant, but what a bittersweet victory it was. She had broken a marriage that, admittedly, already had a rocky foundation. She had torn apart a family, consequently impacting her cousins' happiness. Finally, she had given her body and stained her soul for revenge. Would she have chosen a different path if she could go back? She would make the same choices again and again if it meant she got to meet her son.

Indeed, Grace was a few weeks pregnant with Dominique’s child, though that was something neither he nor anyone else would ever know. Perhaps that child was her redemption, but before that, there was another person who also needed to make amends, and that person was Jessie.

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