Chapter 28 - Joseph
Once we removed Misha from our suspect list, it was easy enough to see who was really behind everything, and how my father carefully crafted puzzle pieces of evidence to pin on Misha so that he could come closer to taking us down without being caught.
A distraction that we fell for.
But not anymore.
The four of us have banded together to solve this once and for all, and this time, there will be no holding back. And I will not let my father back me into a corner. Not again.
I’ve given him enough chances to accept that he is no longer the one running this city. He could have stepped down gracefully. He could have lived a wealthy, happy life. But he chose to come after me.
And then he chose to come after Maria.
And not one of her husbands is going to let that slide.
“So, the trap is set, and we’ll take him down tomorrow?” Kaz asks at the dinner table.
Maria sighs nervously. “Are you sure you are all going to be safe? I really can’t stand the thought of anything happening to you guys,” she complains.
“We’re going to be safe, baby bird. We’ve planned everything. We’re taking him down in his villa. We found out where he’s been hiding out, and we’re going to attack him in the place he least expects it,” Kaz explains.
“I know the plan…I just…I’m scared,” she says.
Ben walks around the table to stand behind her chair.
He brushes her hair over her shoulders and plays with it for a moment, running his fingers through it. Then he grins and leans close to her ear. “I know how we can distract you, baby bird,” he whispers darkly.
A slow smile spreads over her face.
“I might need distracting,” she nods, pouting her lower lip out and looking up and Ben with wide, glimmering eyes.
He pulls her chair away from the dinner table and offers her his hand. She gently places her hand in his, but he laughs, pulls her close, and throws her over his shoulder.
“Bear!” she squeals, giggling and kicking.
“Who’s joining us?” he calls out as he carries her out of the dining room.
All three of us stand and follow.
“He’s a real caveman,” Kaz laughs, watching Benedikt carry her over his shoulder.
“Maybe that’s why she calls him Bear?” Artur laughs.
Benedikt drops her onto her feet, standing on the bed. He lets his hands run down her back and cups them over her ass. “Mm. So perfect,” he growls.
Kaz unbuttons his shirt, watching the show.
Ben runs his hands lower, slipping them beneath her skirt while Maria holds onto his shoulders to steady herself.
“Spread your legs for me, darling,” Ben demands, placing his hand between her thighs and pushing her legs apart.
She stands unsteadily, digging her fingers into his shoulders as he slides his hand up her inner thigh and brushes his fingers over her pussy.
She gasps and closes her eyes, biting her lower lip.
Artur climbs onto the bed behind her and lifts the edge of her dress, pulling it over her head while Benedikt slides his fingers inside her and slowly moves them in and out.
Artur unclips her bra and tosses it aside, then cups his hands over her breasts.
Ben tugs her panties down, helping her step out of them and spreading her legs even wider as she stands on the bed.
Behind her, Artur pushes his cock between her legs and rubs himself over her wet little pussy.
He groans in pleasure. Ben presses his fingers over her clit as Artur slides his rock-hard cock into her tight little pussy. Maria almost collapses, but he wraps his arm around her waist and holds her steady while he rests his other hand against the ceiling.
Maria shudders in pleasure as Ben leans down and runs his tongue over her clit while Artur fucks her from behind.
“Oh… fuck…” she gasps, unable to breathe.
Benedikt spreads her pussy lips with his fingers so he can watch Artur’s cock sliding in and out of her. He groans with pleasure and sucks her clit into his mouth again. She shivers and cries out.
Artur starts to fuck her a little faster, and Ben flicks his tongue faster.
This time, we aren’t teasing her. We aren’t making her wait and delaying her orgasm.
In fact, this time she gets what she wants when she wants it.
Artur lifts her off her feet and wraps her thighs around Benedikt’s neck. Ben buries his face against her clit and growls with pleasure. Maria screams as her first orgasm as the night slams into her when Artur thrusts hard and deep.
She cries out and digs her fingers into Benedikt’s shoulders, cutting him with her nails. He doesn’t stop licking and sucking.
Behind him, Artur groans and thrusts forward again as he explodes into her.
Artur slides out, and Benedikt drops Maria onto her back on the bed. He crawls onto her immediately, pushing her legs apart and thrusting hard into her.
He fucks her like he owns her.
“Whose pussy is this?” he snarls, grabbing a handful of her hair.
She gasps and moans, and between those beautiful sounds, she cries out, “It’s your pussy. It belongs to you.”
“And who do you belong to, Maria?” he demands as his cock stretches her open and his body pins her down.
I’m so fucking hard that the tip of my cock is dripping.
“I’m yours,” Maria shudders in pleasure.
Ben slams into her again, and his entire body goes rigid as he explodes inside her.
When he pulls out, I’m there to take his place.
I fold her legs up against her chest and lift her ass in the air with her knees on either side of her head.
She groans and tries to wiggle into a more comfortable position, but Kaz is behind her. He grabs her ankles and holds them in place as he rubs his cock over her face.
I slide my cock along her pussy, letting my shaft get soaked in wetness. Then I push myself inside of her, and she yelps in fright at the size of me.
I smirk, pulling out slowly and then pushing in again.
Maria cries out, and when she does, Kaz pushes his cock between her lips, silencing her.
He starts fucking her face while I fuck her pussy. Each thrust has her gripping the bedsheets tighter. I rub my thumb over her clit, playing with her. My toy. My sweet little toy that I can do anything I want to.
“You’re just our plaything, Maria,” I growl. “You’re a hole for us to fuck whenever we want to,” I tell her. Her pussy tightens over my cock, and I groan in pleasure. She loves it. She loves the idea of being used by her husbands.
“Open your throat. I want to fuck you deeper,” Kaz demands, placing his hand over her throat and forcing her to tilt her head back.
He pushes in deeper, and she chokes. He laughs darkly.
“That’s right, sweet little plaything. Take my cock.
We should put a cock in her ass, too,” he says. Maria squeals, panicking.
“That’s a brilliant idea,” I smirk.
Artur steps forward, ready.
I slide my cock out of her soaked little pussy and press it against her ass. Artur climbs onto the bed to stand over her and thrust into her pussy as I push myself halfway into her ass.
She shudders and sobs, digging her fingers into the blankets.
“This little slut has all her holes filled,” Kaz mutters, rocking his hips against her face.
“It’s so fucking sexy,” Benedikt mutters, playing with himself next to the bed.
I push my cock deeper into her ass, and it’s so tight I’m already close to coming.
I can feel her body accepting Artur’s cock as he fucks her, and her ass shudders around me.
Pressing my thumb against her clit, I move it in quick circles, pressing down firmly.
Maria’s legs begin to shake, and her body responds by tightening even more over my cock.
Artur groans. “She’s going to come,” he says.
I slowly move back and forth until I can’t hold back for another second.
I explode inside her, and at the same time, she screams, her pussy convulses, her ass tightens, and her second orgasm shoots through her.
Kaz growls deeply as he fucks her face and explodes into her mouth.
I step back, and Artur climbs off the bed. Kaz loops down on the pillow, and Maria gasps for air.
Ben chuckles. “Not done with you yet, baby bird.” He grabs her hips and rolls her onto her stomach, then thrusts into her pussy from behind.
He fucks her hard and fast until he explodes, pulling out of her and shooting his hot come all over her ass and back.
He slaps her ass hard and leans over to whisper, “You are a dirty little slut, and you belong to us, do you understand?”
Maria nods, her cheeks flushed, her lips parted.
“Say it, Maria,” he demands
“I belong to you, and I am your dirty little slut,” she whispers, her eyes glimmering with satisfaction.
Kaz cups his hand over her chin and kisses her. “That’s a good girl, now come shower with me.”
***
The four men are in the car, and Maria is locked inside the mansion with strict instructions not to leave under any circumstances until we get back.
We aren’t risking anything, and we need to know she’s safe.
There are several security guards keeping an eye on the mansion, and all four of her husbands are on their way to eliminate the threat of my father.
I have a tight, twisted knot in my stomach.
I feel sick.
I knew that this day would come, when I needed to face him and drive him out for good. But now that it’s here, I’m thinking about so many things.
My life. My childhood.
Things I should leave in the past where they belong, so I’m not distracted in this moment.
In his arrogance, my father has very little security at his villa. He must have assumed his location was a secret. We park around the back and sneak in over the wall.
We make quick work of the four guards outside his property, and we are all shocked to find very few at the back entrance.
“You two, scout the house,” I whisper, gesturing to Kaz and Ben. “You, watch my back,” I say to Art.
He nods and falls in behind me as Kaz and Ben move off in silence.
I hear a yell and a wet gargle and turn to find Artur with his arm wrapped around a guard’s throat and a knife in the guy’s neck.
So much for a quiet entrance.
“Sorry,” Art mutters.
“It’s okay, we’re already inside,” I shrug, turning to move forward with my gun raised.
“What the fuck is all this noise?” I hear Paul growl as he storms into the kitchen where Artur and I are standing.
He stops in horror, staring at me in utter shock.
“Hello, Father,” I say sarcastically.
“You! What the fuck are you doing here?”
“We came to settle this once and for all,” I tell him calmly, despite the chaos inside me.
“Fuck you, you pathetic little brat. There is no settling this. I will burn you to the ground, and that is how this will end!” my father snarls in pure rage.
“Then I have no choice,” I sigh.
Anxiety bubbles through my chest, up into my throat, tightening my entire body.
“Fuck you,” Paul snarls, sneering at my raised weapon. He turns to run, screaming at his guards, who he doesn’t know are already dead. “Kill them all!” he shouts as I fire one shot into his side.
The impact of the bullet causes him to spin back toward me.
Emotions darken my vision.
I fire again, and the second shot hits him in his chest.
I hear a choke. The wet sound of a man drowning in his own blood.
My father shoves his hand into his pocket and pulls something out. He presses a button on a keypad as he takes his last breath.
Flames burst to life behind us. Art yelps and leaps forward.
Through the kitchen door, we hear Ben and Kaz shouting, “Fire!”
We run toward them, but every single exit has been rigged and is being devoured by licking red flames.
“How the fuck do we get out?”
“The roof is going to come down soon!”
The curtains are devoured in seconds as flames eat through them and wash over the walls onto the ceiling. Dry plaster crumbles and dissolves above us.
“Find a way out!” I shout, choking on the smoke.
We drop to our knees. “There is no fucking way out!”
Just as Ben says it, the front door explodes inward, and Misha runs in.
“Get the fuck up!” he shouts.
“Misha?” Artur mutters, his voice dry from breathing thick gray smoke.
He crawls along the floor toward the door. Misha grabs me under my arms and lifts me to my feet, dragging me toward the door. Behind me, I hear a crash. Ben shouts, “Art!”
I push Misha away and run back inside.
One of the heavy ceiling beams has fallen onto Artur, and he’s unconscious.
“Help me lift it!” I tell them.
Everyone, including Misha, lifts the heavy beam off Artur’s unconscious body.
Blood streams from a cut on his temple.
“Ben, get him out!”
I reach for Kaz, who is swaying in the heat and smoke.
Misha grabs both of us and pulls us toward the door.
We burst out into the evening air, gasping for breath, choking, and falling onto the green grass spread around the front of the house.
I roll onto my back, my eyes watering so much I can barely see.
I hear the villa collapse in a roaring, thunderous snap.
Misha leans over me and grabs my arms, pulling me to my feet.
“Artur isn’t waking up!” he screams in my face over the chaos of the fire.
“We have to get him home. I have a doctor on call. He’ll meet us at the mansion,” I say.
Misha nods and runs toward Artur. Ben and he lift him and push him into the back seat of Misha’s car.
“We’ll meet you at the house,” Ben says, slamming the door of Misha’s car.
I grab Kaz, and we run to the back of the villa where we parked.
Driving like crazy, we head home, calling the doctor on the way.
I haven’t even had a chance to process the fact that I just killed my father.
Maybe I’m in shock, maybe not. Maybe I feel nothing at all for the man.
The only thing I’m worried about is helping my friend and getting home to my wife.