OLIVER BLAZE: RISE OF THE BELITTLED SON-IN-LAW

Chapter six

"Dominick, do you think gambling is the best thing to do now?  You should be focused on getting your terminated contract back from Oliver Blaze," Cara said to Dominick while they stepped into the casino.

Dominick's mind was made up, and his glares were intentional. He glided toward a table and then turned to Cara.

"You said it yourself, Cara. I'm broke. I have to make some money and fortunately for me, I'm an excellent cheat at gambling. Don't worry, I'll win so much tonight that we'll buy a private jet," he said to her and smiled.

Cara rolled her eyes, she had a bad feeling about it. But at that point, Dominick wouldn't change his mind.

"Look who we have here. It's Oliver Blaze!" Dominick said to Cara as he pointed to Oliver's table. 

Oliver had decided to take some things off his mind as he played with a few people. Despite being an excellent player, he decided to let his opponents win just for the fun of it.

"Dominick, what are you thinking?" Cara asked him, her breath getting deeper.

"He humiliated me at his office. I should return the favor and humiliate him here!" Dominick snapped at Cara.

"I don't think that is a good idea! Do not pick a fight against that man. I don't think you can win," she said to him and held his hand but he dragged his hand off her grip.

"You're a woman. What could you possibly know about pride?" Dominick asked her and scoffed. Cara's eyes darkened at the remark. She was done advising him. He truly was obnoxious!

"You know what? Fine! Have it your way. Do what you want," she told him and he strolled to Oliver's table. 

When Oliver saw them, he kept a poker face. 

"Mr Blaze. I didn't take you to be a gambler," Dominick taunted. Oliver smiled at him.

"I came here for fun. My money won't spend itself," Oliver replied to him. The men at the table chuckled and Dominick frowned.

"How about a serious game then? Winner takes all!" Dominick suggested. 

"How much are you staking?" Oliver asked him. Dominick thought for a moment and then his eyes lit up.

"My net worth. Five hundred million dollars!" He blurted out and Cara gasped. She grabbed his arm.

"What are you doing? How can you stake all that you have in a game? You will lose your company if you don't win," she admonished him.

"Relax. I'll win. I'm an excellent cheat. Nothing will happen," Dominick said with confidence, and then he turned to Oliver. 

"How about you, Mr Blaze? What are you staking?" He asked.

Oliver sighed and shrugged his shoulders "I don't know my net worth, so five hundred million dollars too," Oliver replied.

"Are you sure you wanna stake so high? You've been losing since the night began," one of the players said to Oliver and Dominick smiled. 

"This will be extremely easy! It will be like taking candy from a child," Dominick thought to himself and took his seat. 

Other players placed their bets as well.

Then, the games began as Cara's anxious fingers danced. She watched them closely, observing their every move. She saw Dominick make a sly move and hide a card.

Cara smiled. That was sleek. But unknown to her, Oliver had seen it too. Then it was time to call.

"Don't take this too personally, Mr Blaze, it's just a game," Dominick said and laid down his cards. All seated gasped at his card. They were amazing.

"Let's see yours," Dominick said to Oliver. Oliver smiled and gently placed his on the table, and the table went silent.

All eyes roamed to Oliver as his cards won the game for him. Dominick froze. He started to sweat as Cara screamed. It was gone, it was all gone.

"Even though you cheated, I still won. Guess you're not a good player after all," Oliver said to Dominick and took his earnings. He walked out of the table as Dominick tried to process what just happened.

How did Oliver do it? Was it magic? What happened?

"Cara-"

"Stop! Don't you fucking dare! I warned you about this. I fucking warned you!! Our engagement is off! Good luck finding another wife!" 

Cara yelled at him and stormed out of the casino.

Dominick staggered up to his feet. He could barely breathe. He took another step and nearly sank into a table. The players yelled at him.

Dominick stepped out of the casino and took his phone out. He dialed the hooded man's number and waited for him to pick up.

"Mr Torino?" The hooded man said. 

"Kill him tomorrow! You must kill Oliver Blaze tomorrow!! If he dies, all of my dealings die with him. I can get my company back, Black Oil Incorporated will invest in my company and everything will be as it is,"

"Have you lost your company?" The hooded man asked Dominick.

"Why don't you shut the fuck up and do your fucking job? Kill Oliver Blaze with a freaking bomb! Make sure nothing remains!!" Dominick yelled and hung up.

He shuddered as his poverty stared him in the face. But Dominick believed everything would be alright soon. 

"Oliver Blaze, soon you will be ash. I'll fucking destroy you!!"