Chapter 147


    147. Ansel


    Ever since Jasper moved out of the main house and into the guest house with Olivia, the others have


    been feeling down. Rueben and Tyson might not admit it, but Jasper is the soul of the party, hisme


    dad jokes making everyoneugh. New Year is supposed to be a fun day for all of us; we have an


    escort to spend the entire night with, but not this year. Since Olivia entered our lives, things have


    changed. Rueben and Tyson are always in foul moods, Jasper never takes his eyes off Olivia, and


    Mose has no idea what to make of everything while I am waiting to see what happens


    next.


    Empty pizza boxesy on the coffee table next to some cans of soda and bottles of alcohol. It is only


    on special asions that we have junk food since Mose cooks almost every day. Not that I am


    Rueben and Mose are ying poker while Tyson has his nose stuck in yet another romance book. Why


    he keeps wasting his time like this-reading-when he can find better things to do with his time is a


    mystery I am trying to resolve. He was more fun during University when he and Rueben finally started


    noticing women, and they would bring them back to our room, where we would have a more private


    party.


    I take a swig of my beer and a bite of my pizza and turn on the music, hoping it will animate the


    atmosphere a bit. And maybe convince Jasper to drop by


    –


    “He won’te, Tyson says as he flips a page. He always has a way of knowing what I am thinking.


    I shrug and try to pet Diva, who sits on the sofa with me, but one growl is warning enough that she


    doesn’t want to be touched. Once, she bit off a man’s finger because he pointed it in her face. “It’s


    worth a try.”


    “He is smitten with her,” Mose says as Rueben shows his cards-straight flush.


    Mose’s nk expression doesn’t betray anything.


    Rueben is one of the best poker yers I have ever seen, but Mose also has his way of winning as


    many times as


    possible.


    “Once he f u c k s her, he will get over his obsession, Tysonments.


    “If not, I can always put a bullet between her eyes and be done with her,” Rueben mutters.


    Mose puts his cards t on the table. A grin forms as he reveals his winning hand-a royal flush.


    Rueben ms his fist on the table. “You cheated!”


    “Prove it,” Mose dares him.


    Knowing he can’t, Rueben says, “F u c k you, Mose!”


    We all know Mose is cheating at poker, but how the f u c k he does it is something we are still trying to


    find out.


    Moseughs. “I can’t wait to try out my new gun. Make sure to clean it before you give it to me.”


    147 Ansel


    I told Ruchen not to gamble his best handgun, but he never listens to what I say.


    Huffing and puffing, Ruchen sits between Diva and me and grabs a beer from the pack next to the


    coffee table.


    b


    “If we kill her, then we can’t take her father out,” I remind Rueben.


    “You reall, think that old f a r t will give a f u c k what his daughter does?” Rueben asks. “She was a f u


    c k i n g w h o r e for years, and he left her to suck all the c o c k she wanted in the Celestial Heaven.


    1 take a long sip of my beer while I think. “I’ve studied Senator Deymar’s habits for a long time. If there


    is one thing he hates, it is being theughingstock of others. Especially now that he has been


    nominated as Speaker of the House.”


    For years, the Speaker of the House has been a Lord, but in recent years, the Dukes have been pulling


    strings, and more and more of them are getting into politics, their goal, no doubt, is to control not only


    the US but the entire world. As long as the Lords exist, that will never happen.


    One of the reasons Ruchen hadn’t killed Olivia on the spot is because of her father’s recent


    nomination, which makes him an even harder target since the protection he is getting from the Dukes is


    top notch. She is the key to getting to


    him.


    Working with Rueben and spending so many hours together has led to many conversations, and Olivia


    came up many. many times in the past few years. He has always been conflicted about killing her out


    right or hearing her out first; convincing him to let her live long enough to eliminate Senator Deymar


    has taken time. Soon, he will see I was right about keeping her alive.


    I continue talking, “It won’t be only him who is going to be affected by the videos of Olivia being our little


    whor e-


    “Bitc h,” Tyson corrects me.


    Slu t, whor e, bit c h, h o, same thing.


    “-but many other Dukes, since she is not the only D uc h e s s to Lords. Luis Hernandez lost everything


    when bis daughter spread her legs for Alekos and his blood-brothers.” Remembering the videos of


    Angelica being tortured, I add, “The Dukes will lose their shi t to see another Duc h e s s stuffed with


    Lords’ cu m. They will try toe after Olivia, and when that happens….


    I don’t finish my sentence as I want to make my blood-brothers see the bigger picture.


    Tyson finally lifts his head from his book. “We will catch them and torture them until they tell us what we


    need to know.”


    I look straight into Tyson’s eyes. “If the sex videos we are going to make has an Olivia full of bruises as


    the main character, this n won’t work.”


    Rueben and Tyson torturing Olivia was never the n. Hering to the farm and us f u c ki n g her


    day and night, yes. Not necessarily… her, any woman. Her falling into our hands is even better


    because she will be the downfall of her father and, with a bit of luck, of many other Dukes as well.


    Tyson looks at the firece. “I thought she knew information we could use against the enemy.”


    147. Ansel


    Like that is an excuse to torture a wom1211.


    1 grab my pack of cigars and take one out. After I light it, I take a drag and then press my thumb to my


    right temple while taking care not to burn my hair with the cigar. “I have a hard time thinking she


    became a pornai of her own ord.” Tyson snorts. “What woman likes to be di c k e d without having a


    say about who she has to suck or f u c k?”


    Rueben chimes in. “Olivia likes di c k


    “Maybe or maybe not,” I contemte, “but Olivia was never the type of girl to go out with boys. Didn’t


    she always say she wanted to wait to have sex until she got married?”


    At least, that’s what she told me.


    Ruebenughs, but as he speaks, his tone betrays his anger. “Don’t tell me you believed her lies. She


    was f u c k i n g guys behind the gym the same day she killed Cam.”


    I shrug. “You can’t me a girl for wanting to try other d i c k s before she settles down.”