"I am just the last born of an aristocratic family with old money. I don't have to work a day in my life if I don't want to. I don't need to have an education if I don't want to. I don't think anything can bankrupt my family except third world war. Even that is not a given. Featuring in a porn video will do nothing to me. My future was decided even before I was born. I have nothing to lose." He took a sip of his liquor and relaxed into the chair with a satisfied smirk. I would do anything to wipe it off his damn face.
Everything the bastard said was the truth. Just like me, he was already engaged to be married to some rich girl from Texas. He also already had three confirmed kids from three girls in our circle. There were several rumors of girls having abortions for him back in school and I am sure it could only get worse with the passage of time. A girl had suddenly died back then and it was rumored that he forced an abortion on her by drugging her juice. This was actually why I hated him. Because I was convinced that it was true. I had overheard the girl telling her friend that her father was happy with the pregnancy. She and her family wanted to use him as a big thigh to hold and better their family's connections and life. Then the girl suddenly died from food poisoning. Even though Dakota was picked up by the police, he didn't spend a night in jail nor show any remorse. Unlike now that I dared to plan someone's death, I was young, naive and found murder to be a gruesome and unforgivable crime. So I didn't just find him disgusting, I was scared of him too.
"You are so disgusted." I heaved.
"Agreed." He replied then started off with another burst of laughter. Trying to ignore him, I turned to Sylvester who was barely holding on. "You have nothing to worry about. I will take care of everything. That video will never be posted. Trust me. He wouldn't dare offend my family." I intentionally raised my voice so Dakota could hear the last bit.
He laughed out again, making me madder than I previously was.
"You think I am joking? Dare me. Release that video and I will show you how best old money is put to use. I will ask my Dad to go after you. Like you said, you are just the last born. You are not just useless, you are also a shame to the family. Your death will mean nothing."
I have always known how much his grandfather disapproved of his lifestyle. He was even nearly disowned sometime ago so I knew that his family's disapproval of him should be a soft spot for him. I didn't know if they would hate him enough to let him get killed like a chicken but at least, he didn't know either.
And I was right. My words got him to quieten down. We stared at each other for a bit but then the psycho broke eye contact, cleared his throat and stood up.
"You are right. My family doesn't love me much so my death wouldn't be that painful. In fact, I dare say they would be relieved. But you are wrong about something. If your father should kill me and they find out, your family would be finished. Do you think your toy boy is worth the lives of all your family members?" He sneered at me before emptying the remaining liquor in his cup into his mouth. I had no response to that so I just watched as he picked up the opened bottle and started pouring himself another drink.
"But then even if my father wiped out all of your family, I would still be dead. So I don't think it's a good idea. So I promise to delete that video." He chuckled as he spoke.
"How do I trust what you just said?" Sylvester asked.
"You don't have to trust me. As long as I don't have a death wish, your secret will be safe." He said sarcastically.
"Don't worry Sylvester. He will not post it. Trust me." I grabbed his hand and reassured him.
Deep down, I also didn't trust Dakota and I wouldn't dare sacrifice my family for Sylvester. I may not approve of them but I love them more than I cared for Sylvester. What I was banking on was getting Uncle Liam to kill the idiot. I was sure he would be able to do it in such a way that no one would be able to trace it back to me or my father.
"Now that we are on the same page, why don't you both join me? The table is still full." Dakota said, then resettled into the couch.
"If we are done here, we will be leaving." I grabbed Sylvester's hand with the intention of taking him to my room to freshen up.
"Wait!" Dakota jumped out of the chair.
"What?!"
He scratched his head as a mischievous glint came into his eyes, putting me on guard.
"I was thinking, since we are all here, can't we have a threesome? I promise you will love it."
"What?!" I snapped, feeling insulted.
"How dare you have designs on my woman?'" Sylvester punched out but missed. His words just now made me feel funny but I pushed that feeling down once again. It was too volatile for me to handle yet.
Dakota had jumped back in time, while laughing his head off
"What did you say? Your woman or Riley's woman? Even her fiancé wouldn't mind if I asked him.
"What?!" I and Sylvester chorused looking aghast.
I dropped Sylvester's hand and walked up to face Dakota.
"What did you say?" I walked up to him with every intention of slapping the daylight out of him. Nobody had ever pushed me to the point of violence before. My blood was boiling and my nose was flaring. I couldn't even breathe well. I felt so hot with anger and just wanted to tear him apart limb by limb. I have never been insulted this much in my life. At least not to my face.
"Wait! Wait! I am serious. Riley wouldn't mind us sleeping with each other because he doesn't love you. I am not trying to offend you."
As I tried to close the gap between us, he kept moving back faster than I was moving forward, infuriating me the more. He had gone behind the three seaters when something occurred to me, making me stop chasing after him.
"That day at your party, you spiked my drink. Did he…?"
"He just found out he had no choice but to marry you. He didn't tell me the details but he said he needed you to have a sex scandal so he could have something to cancel the arrangements."
A cold chill went down my back. I remembered how he kept trying to distract me from dealing with Dakota. How he kept hanging with Dakota outside the farm after I insisted that he should never come to my house again.
At this point, I really didn't know what my reaction should be. I kept discovering things. Horrible, perverted things about the people closest to me and I kept wondering if I was too naive or just plain stupid. How could I be so blind to what was right in front of me? Riley had always been a cheat. He even didn't work that hard at keeping it a secret. Yet, I overlooked his cheating, believing that he loved me.
"Look, it's a win-win situation. I will keep Sylvester's secret like you wanted. And in exchange, we have sex. Since Riley doesn't love you, and he kept cheating on you all these years, I see no reason why you shouldn't cheat on him too…" He suddenly looked towards Sylvester who was still standing by the door as if he just remembered his existence…, " oh yeah, you already are." He smirked then looked me dead in the eyes all of a sudden, " What difference will an extra guy make? ehn?" Dakota stubbornly pressed on even though I just stood there staring at him, doing nothing