My Revenge Is Making You My Stepson

Chapter 2

I immediately adapted to his dance steps as he held me, I tried to let go of his hand so I could walk off but he held me back, spinning me in his arms till his face was closer to mine, I could feel his breath on my skin and then he unwrapped me and then the music stopped.

I excused myself immediately, wanting to be alone to recollect my thoughts, I looked at the mirror in the washroom “What is happening, this can’t be happening maybe I’m being delusional” I said to myself as I quickly washed my hands in the sink and took to my heels.

I started walking down to the hall “Are you leaving so early?” The voice took me by Surprise as I smiled to look at him “Yes, uhh, I remember that I have a shift today” I said with now aching legs “Don’t worry, I’ll send a car for you” he said looking at me “Do you want me to drive you?” He said looking more muscular in his black shirt “No no I’m fine, please you can get back to your work father” I declined, trying to remind him of his status in my life, I was too weak hearted for this, I just wanted to go home.

“You seem to be struggling with your shoes” he said smiling a little “No there’s no problem” I said covering up my lie, he signaled for someone “I’ll be right back, keep the guests entertained” he said stepping out for a bit then came back.

“Come on, I’ll take you home” he said holding my hand, his dark hair pushed back with only little strands flocking his face, his face seemed spotless as there weren’t any wrinkles or even a sign of fatherhood.

He opened the car door and led me in while I took off the straps off from my shoes, he entered the car, he glanced at me, leaning over, he put his hand on the seatbelt panel dragging the belt to my side “You weren’t strapped in” he said after clutching his back to his seat.

He started the car as it made a rum sound, he drove smoothly “It’s fine Davina, you can talk to me” he said as I started feeling uneasy because I could feel the tears in my eyes. “It’s just that I never believed that Jaxson could do something like that, I trusted him, no offense father” I said now letting the tears overwhelm me

He stared at me “No need to feel sorry” the road was quite free, letting him drive past easily.

I looked out the window throughout the trip to my house, we got to the building “Davina, we’re here” he said snapping me out of my thoughts.

He opened the car door, letting me come down, I forgot I removed my heels, I felt the heat on the ground as I stepped onto the building “Ouu..ch” I said as my feet could feel the burn “Davina, are you okay?” He asked, “I’m fi…” he didn’t let me finish my sentence, he picked me up, I tried covering my mouth with one hand as I could feel his hand over my bare back.

He quickly dashed into the building, dropping me gently in front of my apartment, I slowly took the keys out and tried to hide my pain although it was evident on my face.

I opened the door, walking in as I could still feel the pain “Sit on the couch” he said in a calm tone, “I’m fine, really” I said trying not to draw much attention to myself “Fine then, we’ll do it the hard way” he said lifting me up again and putting me on the couch “Let me care for you Davina, I won’t hurt you” he said making my heart flutter and my brain go into disarray.

My heart sank immediately, I no longer felt the burns on my feet, I was in his arms again, my mind went blank as he asked where my room was “It’s straight ahead” still trying to cover my mouth, he got into the room, keeping me so slowly on the bed “I’ll be right back” he said walking fast, I heard the door open, he was going to his car.

Something was fishy, I could sense it, he usually acts homely around me but this is more than that, I kept mumbling to myself.

Soon, I could see him hastily rushing back to me to attend to the sore on my feet, picking up my leg he proceeded to put an ointment “Please it’s okay, I’m really fine, there’s no need to do this” I said holding his hand, stopping him from applying the ointment some more “You don’t have to try to atone for Jaxson” I continued in a low voice.

“You’re genuinely hurt, I can’t look away if you’re not okay, it’s not about atoning for Jaxson, I’m doing this for you” his voice became even softer “Now, let me see” he said as I tried moving my leg away , I could see his determination to make me feel better and after that he stood up and looked at me.

“You shouldn’t work much in this condition, don’t you know that?” He said now curious knowing that I was a workaholic.

“I’m fine Luc..father, you never need to worry” I said assuring him, an assurance that I could never mean because my heart was in shambles.

“You can call me Marcel, remember, well I know how stubborn you can be, I’ll be checking up on you” he said as he walked to the door, leaving me to get some rest.

It was obvious, I couldn’t do it, I just would never stoop so low or should I say high as to dating my ex-boyfriend’s father, I kept pondering over it until fatigue had overwhelmed my whole body making me sleep.

The morning was quite graceful, I felt energized and stronger, I had a little more will to live than before “But would this be enough to keep me alive?” I thought to myself.

I had decided to start anew, live calmly and freely, I heard the phone ring, it was Marcel, I picked it up “Good morning Marcel” I said almost ecstatic “Well that’s better, I can hear life in your voice” he said in a calm tone “Clear your schedule today, we’re heading out” he said immediately.

I was shocked at the quick arrangement of plans “I have nothing on my schedule today, where would we be going” I said feeling puzzled.

“Just get dressed, I’ll be there in an hour” he said catching me off guard, he hung up the phone before I could utter any words.

I quickly had my bath and picked a big top and my jeans and set up my sneakers, I heard the door bell ring, he was here.

I quickly went to get the door and there he was, his hair disheveled, his chest a little bare from the unfinished buttoning “Aren’t you ready yet?” He asked as I saw his youthful smolder “I’ll wait then” he said staying outside.

I quickly finished up with styling my hair and came out with my headphones “You won’t need this where we’re going” he said removing the headphones from my ears, he looked even more younger and taller perhaps because of the dark shirt.

In the car, my eyes wander off to the road and then back to him, he was never this attractive when I met him while dating Jaxson, I snapped out of my thoughts immediately he looked at my face.

My face became so red because I was flustered “Why were you staring” he said in a smirk “Well today you’re going to have lots of fun” he continued “Where are we really going?” I asked again getting even more curious.

We stopped by the museum, I was so excited because I always talked about it but never had the time to go “How did you know that I wanted to come here” I said as I dashed out of the car “You should have at least waited for me to help you with the car door, miss museum” he said, his smiling becoming wider.

We walked around and it felt too good, I loved the antiques, the paintings were to my liking, I slowly began to forget the memories of how I always told Jaxson about my wish to come here. My eyes almost began to sulk.

“No time for sulking, come on, we have other places to be” I heard Marcel from behind me, holding my hand to the car.

We went to a book store, my life had always been so boring but I thought I would find someone who would love me for the unlively things I did, here was the father of the man I thought would love me forever, I saw him smile a little when I asked for which books to get.

His brown eyes staring deep into mine, I dropped the book and smiled, I took the next ones and decided to pay “Never mind” He said, drawing out some cash, he pulled me after getting the book, I could see the youthful joy in his eyes.

It was now close to the evening and our last destination of the day, he took me to a beautiful restaurant, he pulled back the chair, gesturing that I should sit, I sat and picked up the menu and got discouraged at the prices.

“Pick whatever you like, I know you’ll hesitate” he said as the waiter walked close by “We’ll get two plates of your finest meal” he said making my head turn sideways.

I almost panicked as everything was quite expensive, when the food was brought and we finally had the food, my mind began to wonder, this was my ex-boyfriend’s father, he may be ravishingly handsome and young but I’ve always considered him my father.

I quickly excused myself as I started walking outside the restaurant, I could hear footsteps, he followed right after.

“Why are you doing this? Mr Marcel” I said feeling confused “I really want to care for you, don’t you see that?” He said feeling apologetic

“I am your son’s ex-girlfriend, doesn’t that even bother you” I said looking at him “Do you think I’d hold your hand so passionately if it bothered me, I love you Davina even before you became Jaxson’s woman” he said, his voice became softer.

His placed his hands on my face as he held me, I could hear my heart pound “I also know you may not feel the same, I’ll never force you Davina but I would do anything to have you in my world” he said pulling me closer, his eyes staring down at mine.

He held my face, brushing my lips on his, I felt my blood run and my heart felt like it would stop, I couldn’t stop myself and when I did stop, his hand pushed my body to his connecting our lips again, it was spontaneous, it was lively, I felt too free, I never wanted this feeling to end.