Chapter 14: Bad Blood

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The day of Bad Blood had finally arrived and Dominik was noticeably in a different mood from the moment he walked into the Judgment Day clubhouse.

In just a few hours everything would be back to normal, he would finally have his life back with Rhea by his side and her title back around her waist and everyone would see just how much they underestimated him.

Carlito glanced over at him with a raised eyebrow as he sat back on one of the couches, tossing an apple from one hand to the other. "Alright, kid," he drawled with a smirk. "What's got you in such a good mood today?"

"Yeah," JD agreed, already looking at Dominik who had made himself comfortable next to Liv as he draped an arm around her shoulders, giving her an affectionate squeeze. "You're usually busy sucking all the energy out of the room, now you're all...chipper." He frowned in confusion.

Dominik shrugged, unable to contain the small smile on his face. "What can I say? It's finally the day; Finn is going to take out Damian once and for all and mi amor is going to show everybody why she's the greatest women's world champion of all time.

He turned to look down at Liv who was already staring at him with a wide smile. He wasn't talking about her of course, but she didn't need to know that.

Finn patted Dominik's shoulder as he stood to his feet. "That's the spirit Dom! Today is the day we really show everyone what Judgment Day is all about; domination." He shared a knowing look with Liv, a small smirk gracing his face that caused her to giggle. "You ready for this Liv?"

"More than ready. I'm going to show Rhea why I'm better and smarter than her," She cackled. "Which reminds me, Daddy Dom I have a surprise for you." Liv revealed while trailing a finger down his chest.

"Oh yeah?" He smirked at her. "What kind of surprise?"

"I'll show you! Come on," She exclaimed, standing to her feet and dragging Dominik along with her.

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Meanwhile, in her locker room, Rhea sat alone, her head slightly bowed as she took slow, measured breaths. She could feel the anticipation, the pressure, and even the small flicker of nerves as she mentally rehearsed everything she needed to do tonight. She couldn't let anything distract her now—not Jey's outburst, not the noise from the Judgment Day guys or the fans, not missing Dominik, and definitely not any last-minute doubts. She was here to win, to reclaim her place on top, to completely and utterly humiliate Liv, and to stand beside Dominik with the title she never truly lost.

She clenched her fists, grounding herself. Her mind replayed the moments that had brought her here; rehabbing her shoulder, the intense training sessions, Dominik's quiet but unwavering support, the stolen glances and secret meetups, the moments of vulnerability they'd shared that only made her stronger. Tonight wasn't just a match. It was the beginning of something bigger, a chance to finally let the world see who she was and what both she and Dominik were capable of.

A soft knock at her door pulled her out of her thoughts. She looked up, half-expecting Dominik, but saw a stagehand with a time update. She gave a quick nod, dismissing them, and got her head back into the game.

Stay focused, she reminded herself. Tonight is ours.

She took one last steadying breath, closing her eyes as she visualized every move, every moment she'd rehearsed. She pictured Dominik watching her, his confidence in her never wavering and pictured the final moment of victory that they would seal with a kiss in the middle of the ring for all, especially Liv, to see. Just the thought of him filled her with a warmth and strength she hadn't felt in a long time. She opened her eyes, the uncertainty now replaced with a fire.

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