“Aren’t you going to take the pills yourself?” Christine asked. She looked Vic in the eyes and said, “I bet you want to take them, you pervert!”
Without warning, Vic backhanded Christine across the face. “No more games!” he shouted. “Give me the fucking medicine. If you don’t, there will be more of that in your future!”
Vic raised his hand in the air to show that he was serious, and when Christine saw it, her whole body began to shake. “Alright,” she cried. “I’ll give it to you,” and without any further action, she retrieved the bottle from her private pocket and handed it to Vic. “There. Are you happy?!?!”
Vic shrugged and held the bottle up for Nathan to see. “Happy enough,” he replied. Now that he had
Nathan’s ire began to rise when he saw what was in the box. It was a tusk from a wild boar, the 500 kilograms boar that he’d killed when he was only nine years old. As he stared at it, his mind began to flood with images from that day, and his head began to ache. “My pills!” he cried. “I need my pills!”Nathan pressed against his temples with his knuckles. It felt like his heart was in a clamp, and it was getting tighter. He grabbed at Vic’s jacket as the pain brought him to his knees.Vic turned and glared at Christine, and when he saw that she was smiling, he wanted to kill her. “You little bitch!” he roared. “You did this! It is all your fault!”Christine chuckled and said, “Chill your tits, Daddy-o.” Then, much to his surprise, she pro
(Triggered Warning: This chapter contains a sexual scene and inappropriate words. If you're not comfortable reading it kindly skip it and move to another chapter)Vic had been standing guard outside Nathan and Crystal’s room all night, and by the time the sun began to rise, he was famished. There hadn’t been any problems all night, and it seemed that everyone was asleep, so he didn’t see any reason not to go downstairs and toast himself a bagel. He was only gone for about three minutes, but when he returned, he immediately regretted going. From the hallway, he could hear what was going on in the bedroom, and he knew right away what had happened: The medication that Christine had given him was not the antipsychotic his boss usually took. Now the other Nathan was in control; the He who called himself Gerald.Vic let the bagel drop to the floor,
Crystal looked up at Nathan and said, “I love Nathan, not you!” Nathan growled and said, “Nathan is dead, and I don’t need your love. It is your body that I want.”Crystal: “I gave him my body, and I would rather die than give it to you!”Nathan: How about if I take your body. And kill you?”“No...” Crystal cried. “Please. This isn’t you... Don’t you know that you’re Nathan?!?!” As she struggled, her hand brushed past the glass of water on the nightstand. She focused on it, and by using what little strength she had left, she was able to splash it in his handsome face. Dripping wet, he was super sexy. Unfortunately, though, he was not acting very sexy.Nathan tore the glass from her
Nathan turned to Helen and smiled. “How can I reward you for being so nice?” he asked.Helen: “I don’t want anything. I just want you to spend more time with the baby and me.”Nathan: “Sure. Why not? Do you have anything in mind?”“Why don’t we take Miss Helen for a walk, sir?” Nanny Elma interrupted.Nathan stood up, and Helen took his hand. “But what about Miss Smith?” she asked.Elma glanced at Crystal arrogantly and said, “Miss Smith is a servant. She’ll come with us!”Crystal smiled coldly. Of course, she couldn’t refuse. At this point, she had no other options other th
“This is taking too long,” Nathan muttered, and he drew a pistol from a hidden holster. When Vic saw it, he was shocked. “Sir!” he cried. “Don’t do this!”Nathan ignores Vic. He aimed at the speedboat and fired three times. When he was done shooting, the boat spun in a half-circle and capsized.Crystal was thrown from the boat. She hadn’t been hit, but she almost wished she had been. She would rather die than return, but he’d taken that option away from her. She shook her fist in the air angrily as it settled overhead.A minute passed, and a rope ladder dropped into the water. Then, from the loudspeaker, Nathan shouted, “Come with me, or stay here and die. It’s your call. But, if you choose death, I won’t make it easy for you. I will shoot you i
Nathan looked Crystal in the eyes and said, “You are the first woman to hit me. You should be afraid.”Crystal: “I won’t be the last. There are lots of people that want to hit you. After all, you look stupid.”Nathan chuckled and said, “Stupid is as stupid does.”Crystal: “Then you must be the stupidest man on the planet. Here, let me ask you a few questions: Am I a plaything when I am called a plaything? They say Helen is your fiancée. So, is she your fiancée? What if I said I was your mother and Helen didn’t have your baby? If you could not answer my questions, wouldn’t that prove that you are stupid?”Nathan had been able to laugh it off the first time she had said that he was stupid, but
At the Davis Mansion - the old Davis was sitting on a couch, studying his antique coffee machine. He put a cup of coffee under his nose and sniffed, and he felt refreshed. As he took a sip, the butler came in and said, “Christine is here, Sir.”Christine walked over, and she sat down in the chair across from the old man. She looked sharp in her sleeveless black shirt and white tights. She smiled at him and said, “Grandpa, how will I be rewarded this time?”The old Davis: “What do you want?”Christine took a stack of photos out of her bag, put them in an envelope, and said, “I’d like a brownie cake.”“Is that all,” the old Davis asked, startled. When she didn’t reply right away, he began to look at th
Eric looked to Nathan, then to the old Davis, and he said, “I want to take her away in a few days. You don’t mind, do you?”“She’s just one of my playthings,” Nathan replied. “She’s not good enough for you, Master Bush.” As he spoke, he gave Crystal a look that was both playful and predatory.“If you want her, you have my full support. Just take her away,” said the old Davis decisively.Crystal thought they were all crazy. She hadn’t reached a consensus with Eric, and they were talking about her as if she were a commodity- she thought - Who do they think they are, and why do they think they can decide my fate? That’s funny!Eric smiled and said, &