Chapter 35 Benjamin fesses up
“Well, I should’ve known Daniel, of course you felt that way. What hot-blooded man wouldn’t? If you were envious, you should have just asked how I won her over. Young men like you should learn from experienced men like me. What is family for after all?”, he rambled on, his tone tipsy and unguarded.
Perfect for me. I had him just where I wanted him.
“I know right… and especially convincing a young woman…. a teenager at that at your age… that is mighty impressive”, I exaggerated, berating myself to not punch him in the fucking face as he got that leery glint in his eyes. I needed to keep my Ayesha as far away from this disgusting man as possible, just for as long as I didn’t put a ring on her finger.
I somehow morphed my face into an expression of blatant agreement and he seemed to eat it all up.
“Waiter, pour this gentleman another glass of your finest wine.”
My uncle shot me an appreciative grin as he chugged down the glass of wine in one go.
“So you’re into teenagers too, huh? Of course you are… you are my nephew after all”, he patted me on the back and I had to force myself to not blanch away in disgust from him. Instead, I nodded, internally noting down that not only was he a pervert but also a fucking paedophile.
I was sure he would’ve gotten a girl below even 18 years of age had it been legal.
“So tell me, uncle, how did you do it?”, I asked him, cutting to the chase whilst masking my true intentions with a curious grin. Like I wanted to be like him or some shit. Hopefully, he was too drunk to see through my facade.
I signalled to the waiter to leave the whole bottle on the table instead of pouring it into the glass.
The more out of it he was, the easier it would be to extract all I wanted to know from him.
“If you really wanna know….”, he started, cutting himself off as he chugged down about half the bottle. I had to stop him halfway…. I needed him to be too intoxicated to judge my intentions…. not pass out from too much alcohol.
“I really want to know”, I said through my teeth, mindfully counting the minutes as they ticked by. He needed to fess up… NOW!
“Well, nephew, you see I came up with a masterful plan”, he started, again trailing off much to my impatience.
“And what exactly did that plan entail?” I urged him, trying not to sound too eager.
“Well, you see, I hired a private investigator to look into Ayesha and her family”, he explained and I hung onto his every word. I’d expected this but it was not exactly what I had been looking for.
“And when was that?”
“Right after that fundraiser in your college where I first laid eyes on that girl. Good lord! Her small, striking body combined with that naive innocent look of hers caught my eye almost instantly. That is when I knew that I just had to have her. And that is how a real man should be, Daniel. He should go after what he wants, no matter what… because a real man always gets what he wants”, he was slurring his words and it was berating on my nerves.
One thing he was right about was that a man should go after what he wants. And if he truly wanted it, he would get it. Just like I would!
I fisted my hands, trying to keep myself from lurching over and punching his crooked teeth right out… but just for now, I had to have this civil conversation with him. Agree with this vile man just for once. And then I would fucking obliterate him into fucking dust.
“And what happened after that?” I asked.
“Well, the PI did his job and found out all I needed to secure that hot bitch. After that, it was all child’s play”, he murmured, his relaxed tone indicating that he was now thoroughly comfortable with me. The alcohol had loosened him up just as I had expected.
“But what exactly did he find out?”, I straight-up asked, not having it in me to beat around the bush anymore.
“Well, it was what you could expect from a family residing in the Middle East. Her father had a lot of debt…. gambling debt to be exact. Can you believe that?! Couldn’t afford good housing but was insane enough to gamble away all the money he had. And on top of that, he’d borrowed money from Loansharkss to continue his gambling addiction after he ran out of his own cash. Well, good for me I guess”, he chuckled out as I tried to hide my idiotically wide grin.
“Hmmm… interesting”, I airily commented. I had not expected it to be this easy to make him fess up to me. Guess he wasn’t as smart as I gave him credit for.
“Oh and there she comes”, he slurs out, looking to his side, making me realize that Ayesha had returned.
“I can’t wait to fuck the shit out of that bitch and tear that tight pussy of hers”, he told me, smirking like a fucking toad.
I had just been about to hit him in the face… since there was no longer a need to be cordial. And the fucking bastard had just spoken disgustingly vulgar words about MY fiance!
But then he went to grab at her rear just as she was passing him to get to her seat beside me.
But before he could get close enough, I reached for his hand and grabbed his wrist. Gritting my teeth, I glared at him as he shot me a confused look.
I twisted his wrist and broke it with a sickening crack. He cried out in pain and lurched over in his seat, cradling his limp hand in the other.
“Oh my God, Daniel!”, Ayesha screeched, grabbing at the end of my coat, tugging at it to get my attention.
I threw my uncle one last disdainful look, getting immense satisfaction as he rolled onto the ground, groaning in pain. I debated whether I should give him a good punch in the face too. But taking in Ayesha’s trembling form beside me, I decided against it, exercising much self-control.
“Let’s go, baby”, I shushed her, stroking her hair.
It was a good thing Ben had made private reservations for a VIP room… this little incident would stay here, hidden by 4 secure walls.
Ayesha seemed to stop shaking a bit but still held onto the lapels of my coat to keep from her knees buckling to the ground.
“Are you going to argue with me on this too”, I grumbled, resting my chin on her head as I rubbed her back, trying to get her to calm down.
“No, I s..saw w-what he was going to do. Can we get out of here now?”, she softly asked, her voice barely audible. Her vulnerability hammered at my heart, wanting to protect her from everything in this world and shield her from everyone.
I was all the shelter she needed anyway.
“Yeah, let’s go”, I told her, grabbing her and pinning her to my side. I kept an arm firmly wrapped around her, gripping her waist as I walked her out. She didn’t protest to my treating her like she was indisposed or needed help… she just let me hold her. And it was like another victory to me.
“Please dear, help me”, my uncle called to her just as we were exiting the private dining room, his voice sounded like he was in a tonne of pain.
But much to my utter satisfaction, Ayesha didn’t even look back! And I couldn’t help but pull her closer and smile a smug grin against the side of her head, nuzzling into her soft, silky hair.
“Thank you”, she whispered to me as we made our way outside.
“You don’t ever have to thank me for anything, love”, I told her, kissing her on the top of her head.
She blinked up at me, her eyes full of something unspoken.
“I’m sorry you had to raise a hand on your uncle because of me”, she apologized, displeasing me greatly!
“I’m not”, I honestly replied, taking her aback. “And if it hadn’t been for your presence, I wouldn’t have stopped at just breaking his hand”, I told her in all seriousness.
She gave me a horrified look as I shook my head at her, chuckling to myself. She still had no idea of the kind of power and influence she had over me…. Oh the things she could make me do terrified even me!