Carter
I'm freshly spent from being with Stacy. For once in a long while things are starting to look up. Even sharing her with my brothers isn’t such a bad thing. At least I know them, trust them, and admire them. It could be worse.
While Percy has brought havoc and chaos to our lives, he's also brought in Stacy, and that makes it all worth it. Sometimes in life, your bleakest moments shift to deliver your greatest reward.
The way I'm feeling about Stacy, all obsessed with her and shit, well, it makes having a snake of a brother a little more okay. She takes the rain out of any cloud. And more than that, she turns me on and gets my cock rock-hard more often than any other woman could.
Stacy is unique and I'm falling fast. That's why I gotta get this plan into motion, and the first part of that involves Percy.
I search the mansion and tear through every room looking for Percy. I swear I'm gonna kill him. I'm in a fury over what he's done to tear this family apart.
Percy’s gone too far this time. By blackmailing his own brother, he’s crossed an invisible line that makes this crime especially abhorrent. I’m checking each room in a pure rage trying to find him. He will answer for this.
I find him in the kitchen, of course. Where else would he be? There he is, stuffing his face with food like a fucking little piggy. It's disgusting.
His indulgences never fail to gross me out. And for him to be so flippant when people are suffering by his actions, well that's the worst of all.
"Percy!"
"What the fuck do you want, Carter?" he says in between bites, his mouth stuffed full.
"You know you disgust me, right?”
"Do you think I fucking care?"
Jesus Christ, this man makes me sick.
"The way you've been trying to steal father's money is dispicable. Don't you care about honoring his legacy at all? Or are you solely interested in his money?"
He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. "Carter, get the fuck out of my face."
"Or what? What are you honestly going to do, Percy?” he sneers. “You can't touch me. I’m the one person that you can't manipulate. I've seen through your childish tactics since we were young and I know exactly what you're up to."
"Is that so?"
He smirks, and I know he thinks he has me. He thinks all his secrets are held close, that no one knows what he’s up to. But he’s dead wrong. We have him right where we want him, at least in terms of Nolan.
We still have to figure out how to get Stacy out from under his control. But maybe with us sending Percy’s sorry ass to jail that’ll work itself out.
I can’t resist throwing this in his face. "I just wanted to let you know that in two weeks I’m going to contest you at the reading of Father's will."
He shrugs. "He wasn't even your real dad. Why don't you step aside and let true family deal with this matter?"
He’s such a fucking asshole. The words hurt. I won't lie. Even though I know I’m as much a part of this family as anyone, it just reminds me of how our father isn’t here.
Percy’s a disgrace to this family and I shouldn't take what he says to heart. But he simply pushes all the right buttons. He knows my weakness is feeling like I don't belong to any family and he's playing that card.
But I don't let it show. I’ll never give him the satisfaction of thinking he’s wounded me in any way.
"You know, Percy, you can think whatever the fuck you want, but when that will is read, I’m going to challenge you for control of Raine's Petroleum. I won’t stop until I have Father's company in the rightful hands."
He barely looks up from his plate of food.
"Do what you gotta do, man."
He’s so smug and so sure that he has the upper hand on this. I know he's already read the will. I know he's planning and scheming like always. But what he doesn't know is that this time there's competition.
This will be Percy's final act of betrayal. He’ll never have power in this family again by the time we’re through with him. He just doesn't know it yet.
I’ll let him keep gorging himself with his food and believe he’s master of his deceptive little world for a while longer. The plan is set in motion, and now I just have to walk away without punching him out. When you're confronted with somebody so vile, it's hard to bite your tongue and walk away.
Now that I know what Percy's been up to, how he threatened Nolan, well, I want to make it right and pound his fucking flesh into the pavement. But when dealing with a crook like Percy, patience is a virtue. He’ll get his in due time.
"I'll just leave you to it," I say, and turn to walk away. I feel his eyes on my back, and I'm sure he wonders what my stance is and what I’ll say to contest the will. But he has no fucking clue just how bad it will be.
We’re going to ruin him.
I smile to myself as I walk down the hall and I know our father would be proud of me right now. He always knew Percy was no good, and his recent actions have proven it. But John was a father to me, and I owe it to him to protect his good name and fortune.
I never fail. This time is no exception.