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Chapter 3 - Ariel

Ariel let out a loud shriek turning away just as she spotted Jon coming out of the bathroom.

“Wha... Who is that under the banked? Whose blood is that?”

Jack was not home and Ariel suddenly felt the panic creeping up her spine, she heard noises from the bathroom; water running. She looked at the red stained sheet and blanket that covered the lifeless form lying underneath it.

The bathroom door creaked open and Jon stumbled out, drunk to the bone. He looked at Ariel and gave her an irritated look. Ariel noticed he had been crying, his eyes were puffy and his eyelashes still wet.

“It’s wine! You guys never spilled some wine?” he uttered in smashed voice.

Ariel scanned the bed and started to calm down, it really was wine.

“I was having a go at the 12-year old whiskey I bought from the store downtown; I usually handle my drinks better.”

“That’s... Okay... I was just startled… I thought I’d bring you a drink and your door was open... And...” Ariel was still gathering her wits.

“I’ll help you clean up once I am sober, in the morning maybe. I am sorry, if it’s ok, I’d like to be by myself for a while,” Jon was speaking in a low, drunk and tired voice. Ariel looked at the drenched blanket once again thinking of how the stain will set badly by morning and it would become impossible to remove it, but she chose to pick her battles wisely.

“Don’t worry, I’ll clean it up in the morning, if you want dry sheets there are some in the closet,” she said as she turned around to leave Jon sitting on the wine soaked bed staring into space and shut the door behind her.

Later that night, Ariel rolled in her bed as she tried to get some sleep, she couldn’t. Her mind kept drifting off the sad state she had left Jon in earlier that evening. Jack lay beside her, sound asleep. His chest rose up slightly and fell down again with every soft breath he took, Ariel noticed the table clock on Jack’s beside table striking 3 AM. She decided to get a glass of wine to help her sleep.

She got out of bed and picked up the book she was reading, sliding into her robe she crept out of her bedroom as quietly as possible. Downstairs, the kitchen light was left alit as always and water was trickling drop by drop from the sink. She got herself a bottle of wine from the cabinet and a glass, and went into the living room. 

As she poured herself a generous serving of her favorite red wine, she heard strange noises coming from the kitchen. Taking a sip from her glass she set it down on the coaster she had placed on the table, and headed towards the kitchen to see if she had left something running. The kitchen was empty, nothing was left running and there weren’t any weird sounds coming from anywhere. Puzzled, Ariel started back towards the living room when she heard the strange sounds again; somebody flipping pages… no, somebody was crying.

She turned to face Jon’s room in the opposite direction and slowly started walking towards it. She lightly knocked the door and it slid open. As she stepped inside she saw Jon sitting at the same place she had left him earlier, sobbing uncontrollably, and covering his face with his hands. Ariel hurried inside and sat next to him, he turned to look at her and the devastated look in his eyes gave away the fact that something terrible had happened.

“Jon? What’s wrong? Why do you look so worried? Is everything ok?” she didn’t really know how to hide the panic in her voice.

“You don’t know what being worried is…” he said blankly

“What do you mean? Has something happened?” she inquired

“Have you ever had the most important thing you have taken from you even temporarily? When you know you can save everything if you had enough power, but you don’t have that power anymore… you have to watch your whole life taken away from you in a flash... like it never was…” Jon spoke slowly and painfully with tears rolling down his cheeks every once in a while. “Fortunately for you guys I’ll be out of this place in five days and you won’t have to bear with me, where’s Jack?”

“Sleeping,” Ariel replied awkwardly, she was offended by the way he bitterly spoke every word but she knew he was drunk and in some kind of trouble he refused to confess.

“I wish I could sleep, when was the last time you had a good night’s sleep Ariel?” Jon was excessively drunk and it was apparent by the way he was talking.

“Uh… I don’t know…” she said

“It’s blessing! Being able to sleep every night in peace… most of us don’t enjoy that luxury,” he was talking to himself more than her, she felt concerned about him.

Ariel wanted to know what was bothering him so much, his losses were huge she agreed but he was plummeting into a pit of depression, she considered it for a while as Jon went on talking and decided to talk to Jack about it in the morning. It seemed like Jon needed his help.

She waited till he passed out and covered him up in a dry sheet. As she turned to leave his room, something on the dressing table caught her eye.

She walked towards the table to what appeared to be a shiny photo frame; she reached for it and picked it up to take a closer look.

It was a picture of Jon with an attractive young woman; they were both sitting in a park and a little boy played with a ball in the background. The boy was looking towards the camera and smiling brightly. Ariel turned the frame; the backside of the photograph had something written on it that she could not make out in the dim light. She moved towards the window to see more clearly, the note said:

“In case you’ve forgotten your loving husband and your beautiful boy, here’s a reminder! Come back soon mommy! We miss you!” the note was written on 18th of December, 2010 according to the British postal stamp.

Chapter 4 – Jon

3:00 AM - Jon sat on the wine soaked bed taking big gulps of his whiskey. The stench of warm wine filled the room as vapors of alcohol escaped the fabric of the bed sheets and he stared into space thinking about how his plan had completely turned around on him. His stepbrother Jack had given him the cold shoulder, which had turned matters even worse. The theft could not be carried out without assistance and what kind of assistance would you find in a foreign town within seven days? Jon knew the answer, the unreliable kind. He was beginning to think there were more perverted measures he could take. He new extensively about his stepbrother’s tendencies in bed, and how he could use that against him.

He thought about his son Aaron, wrapped up in chains, hungry and bleeding in a cold room somewhere and shuddered. ‘I have to save him…’ his mind could no longer withstand the pressure anymore and he broke into tears. He snorted and shuddered as tears streamed down his face. The thought of his son being tormented burned a fire within him that he could not control. He wept and wept till he started to get a little numb and slowed down, but couldn’t stop the tears from falling every now and then.

Just then there was a soft knock on the door and it slid open slowly, Ariel stepped inside and looked at him alarmed. She came up to him and sat really close, her concerned eyes looked innocent and worried. She started asking questions that Jon could hardly make out, her innocence had no effect on Jon. He thought about how he was aroused the other day by looking at the young attractive girl and how he felt completely repulsed by her at the moment.

‘The bitch whispers shit into Jack’s ear and he obeys like a fucking dog with his tail between his legs… he doesn’t understand, yet.’

Jon stared into empty space as Ariel kept inquiring about things that seemed like useless bullshit to him at the moment. He said a few things himself that he couldn’t recall later, something about not being able to sleep, he couldn’t be sure.

All he remembered clearly was feeling disgusted by her, she was the reason he was unable to save his son from those motherfucking rats that took him. He recalled thinking about the call from his son’s school. Aaron had been seen crossing the street an hour before he went missing, a van had sped up and abducted him. For days Jon ran back and forth from the police station to his son’s school, searching every nook and corner of the city for any sign of his missing son. He knew their lives were in danger but he could have never imagined his son would have to pay for his sins; the boy was only 6 years old. 

Things got worse when Jon received a call from the kidnappers, they had warned him about the serious consequences he will have to face if he didn’t pay his dues. They had seized Jon’s gambling den a few weeks ago and Jon had thought the worst of his troubles were over, at least he and his son was safe. He knew the people he was dealing with would stop at nothing to get their money’s worth, but the den didn’t compensate the loan. They had demanded a huge ransom for his son’s early and safe return, and all the money Jon ever owned had already been taken away.

A week later he received an email that contained a video of masked men beating up Aaron who was bound to a chair, his mouth bled with every punch. Jon’s heart had stopped at the sight of his little boy being beaten up by huge men, he barely looked conscious after the last blow. The video was meant to be a reminder of how Jon was running out of time. Gambling had been his whole life for as far back as he could remember, he could have never been able to predict how one day, he will gamble with his own son’s life.

Jon had decided to ask his stepbrother for help but before he could even talk to him about it he was given a deadline to leave, ‘Some loving stepbrother’ he had thought to himself. His stepbrother’s money was the last thing that could save Aaron, and Jack had proved to of no good use. Jon thought about all the immoral and inhuman things he had done in his life, how he had always escaped his dreadful fate numerous times, this time everything was different. ‘If only Jack knew about the things I’ve been through these past years’.

He remembered Ariel picking something up from his dressing table and taking it over to the window to look, he remembered her looking at him with sadly surprised eyes as he dozed off. In the morning he put the photo frame with his family’s picture back in his luggage to avoid any mishap. He couldn’t risk Jack finding out about his marriage, this was not the time.

He somehow knew when he leaves this place, he will not be the same man that came here, and he may have to do terrible things that may haunt him for the rest of his life to save his son.

Chapter 5

Ariel didn’t wake up till late afternoon the next day, Jack had already left and Jon was still asleep. As Ariel wearily started the day’s chores, her mind wandered back to the previous night, how Jon had been crying and the photo frame. She couldn’t figure out why Jack had never told her Jon had a family. She thought about the little brown haired boy smiling innocently at the camera… but where is he?

She decided to ask Jack everything about Jon as soon as he got home, she wanted to help Jon. She thought about the repulsion she felt against her husband’s gambling stepbrother when he arrived here, but a soft spot had started to form within her heart for him since last night. She was still in the middle of her thoughts when Jon’s door slid open and he stepped out, looking like he was just hit by a truck. 

“Coffee?” Ariel asked him sportily with a soft smile.

“I’m going to need a whole bucket,” he muttered back without even giving her a glance.

“Is it okay if I get the stained bed sheets from your room? I want to get done with the washing early today,” she asked trying to hide how eager she was to get the red blotches of wine on the light colored blanket out.

“The wha... oh yeah… yes you can. I’ll help you clean them, I’m sorry about last night,” Jon was speaking sheepishly now, but his voice was still coarse and heavy from all the drinking.

Ariel smiled, ‘finally, signs of human life somewhere in there’ she thought to herself. “I’ll clean them. It’s ok, you should rest.”

Jon looked at her, Ariel had been trying hard to be hospitable after she had effectively sent Jon’s plan plummeting from the sky. ‘What a manipulative bitch’ he thought bitterly as he smiled back at her.

Ariel went into the guest room to get the sheets, as she entered the room; she stole a glance at the dressing table. The photo frame was not there anymore, she looked around puzzled but it was nowhere. ‘Did I keep it somewhere else? No… where is it? Jon was passed out he couldn’t have seen! What if he did see?’ questions started shuffling through her mind as she picked up the tarnished bed sheets and turned to leave the room. She was utterly confused, ‘Where could it have gone? What if Jon finds out? Why would he try to hide his own family from us?’

As she put the sheets in the washing machine, she realized she needed to talk to Jack urgently. Only he could explain all this, she had a growing feeling that something really bad was about to happen and she was scared.

Jon finished his coffee and went back into his room, the coffee had helped but he was still extremely hungover. He checked his suitcase to see if the photo frame was well hidden still. It was in its place, and Jon grinned at how predictable and stupid this woman was. ‘Amy would’ve caught me in a blink,’ he thought as he got back up and started walking out the door.

In the basement, Ariel stood near the dryer now holding the washed sheets in her hand, the stain had set in and she was thinking about where she had put the club soda the last time a stain emergency happened when Jon came in.

“I hope I didn’t scare you much last night,” he said as he walked towards the dryer.

Ariel barely knew how to react “Oh… No… you seemed disturbed, I hope you’re feeling better now,” she said eyeing him intently.

He had strong features and he was much better looking than Jack. There was a boyishly attractive air about him that even she couldn’t deny. She put the sheets back in the wash and started the machine, Jon suddenly came uncomfortably close.

“Thanks for worrying about me, it’s been a long time since anyone’s been worried about me,” he was looking at her lips as he spoke and she was suddenly aware of how attractive he was. “I am sorry I have been so grumpy with you guys, you let me in and I…” his voice trailed off. “ Thank you for listening to me yak about shit last night, it really means a lot to have someone just listen sometimes… Jack’s lucky!” he said with a soft but mysterious smile.

Ariel wondered if she should ask him about what had been troubling him, or who the woman and the kid in that picture was, but she stopped herself. She felt incredibly attracted to him at the moment and the guilt was making her blush.

Jon leaned in closer and kissed her softly, she pulled back abruptly and minutes later, they were wrapped up together in a sexual frenzy unlike any Ariel had ever experienced. Jon was incredibly tender at first, which she found surprising but he got more passionate with every passing second.

He had picked her up in his arms and took her up to his room, as she noticed his eyes scanning her breasts and her sleek waist. He threw her on the bed when they got inside room and had jumped on top of her, and unlike his stepbrother Jack, he didn’t care at all about foreplay. He was all about intercourse and he had shoved it right in from the minute he got on top of her.

HE got rid of her shirt by ripping it off her chest and baring her big, round and succulent breasts. He dived on to her nipples as he moved in and out of her, as she moaned in response.

He licked all around his nipples till he reached the tip and just as he gave her a hard shove, he started biting and sucking her nipples just like his elder billionaire stepbrother.

She suddenly thought about how he seemed harmless now, he looked at her with affection and caressed every inch of her skin with his rough hands. Ariel didn’t know how long had it been when it all stopped. She lay there on the bed of the guest room next to Jon, drenched in sweat.

They were lying on the bed undone, while Jon’s cum still dripped out of Ariel’s vagina, when the door split open and Jack walked in.

He looked at his stepbrother and then his wife and Ariel was surprised to see how calm he seemed when she was struggling to cover herself up.

“So, you managed to do this on your own?” he said as he looked at his stepbrother, and Jon smiled slightly at him and nodded.

“Jack?” Ariel opened her mouth to start explaining but Jack started to walk towards the bed at a fast pace and Ariel would have never imagined her husband to have this secret sexual a facet to his personality.

He came right up to her and brushed his hands up her legs as she looked at him confused.

“You love right?” he asked his wife and she nodded almost instantly after.

“Do you trust me?” he asked and she nodded again, after which he said “I would never harm you… I love you,” and he leaned into her and started to suck her lips.

“You’re not upset?” she asked while looking at him as if she barely even knew him.

“Not at all,” he said in a low and husky voice “In fact, I am very happy this happened so soon,”

She was still looking at him when he shoved his ginger inside hr by sliding it between his legs and his stepbrother’s cum came spilling out of her vagina. He retrieved his finger and then turned to look at his brother, who was sprawled on his side staring right back at him. Slowly, he licked his finger all over as he looked into Jon’s eyes. Childhood memories flashed past both their minds as Jon dove right in for a passionate kiss, and planted his lips and his already hard dick firmly against his stepbrother’s body. They started to kiss like lovers as Jack’s hands reached out for his wife and he fondled and caressed her breasts.

All three of them exchanged positions as Ariel’s mind rushed in all directions. She came in the center so that both of them could have access to her body and she enjoyed every bit of it. They started to kiss her all over as she moaned and Jack quickly came on top of her to insert his penis into her. He shoved it in in one hasty push and started fuck her already wet vagina. Jon spanked his ass twice and then leaned in to kiss him, and then started to suck Ariel’s nipples. This was the most erotically stimulating experience of Ariel’s life and she felt a new-found attraction towards her husband.

Jon sucked her nipples and played with her breast and, and sucked Jack’s penis after every few seconds by pulling it out of her. When he pulled again the last time, Jack started to move his penis in and out of his mouth and moaning loudly as his stepbrother hit all the right spots. Ariel enjoyed looking at both the men pleasure each other and rubbed her clit as she watched them suck each other off. When they were both hard as rock they came back to Ariel, who was all moistened up to be penetrated. One after another they fucked her bloody and blind as she tried to juggle between two of the largest penises she had ever had inside her.

They couldn’t keep track of the hours or the orgasms, but one they were all worn out Ariel and Jack decided to retreat to their bedroom and offered Jon to join them. He nodded his head is disapproval, signaling that he was too sleepy to walk upstairs. They said their goodnight and left the room after Jack had walked up to his stepbrother and leaned in to whisper “We’ll talk when I come home from work tomorrow” and then left his room, shutting the door close behind him.

Jon laid there, his eyes closed but his mind running fast, he was proud of how well he had handled the threat. ‘That’ll show them,’ he though grinning slightly. As she got up and left his room Jon started thinking of how easy everything had become now, ‘like a piece of fucking cake’ he reveled in the joy and satisfaction of knowing that Ariel or his stepbrother will no longer be raising any further suspicions against him.