STICKS, MAYBE STONES TOO

Retribution

George was an angry man, an angry man with a mission. He was ready to destroy a couple of dirty roaches. Anything, anyone the did anything wrong to his man deserved no mercy and stupid old Jonathan was on the chopping block this time. When he had had Brian make that call he knew full well that Jonathan was going to be a no show.

Sheer Logic was falling the dumb man did not seem to care, his late wife was probably turning in the grave witnessing what her hard work had turned into. Yes! You heard that right, Sheer Logic had belonged to Jonathan's deceased wife. She had poured her blood, sweet and tears into building a well renown business but her husband had drove it directly into the ground and he was not even remorseful. He children had been young when she had kicked the bucket so in her will Jonathan was to take care of everything till they were old enough to do it themselves.

Were they old enough now? Yes. Had Jonathan left the business to them? Of course not. Somewhere along the line he had bribed government officials and everything ended up in his hands. His sons had small management positions at the company in the name of gaining experience. He had remarried, was sleeping around, failing at business. You could say he was enjoying life to fullest.

George was disgusted, disgusted so much by his so called father in law, the man was a cheating greedy bastard getting rid of him would honestly be the best option for everyone but George thought that would be too easy on him. Slow suffering would teach him, making him suffer. Watch everything he hold dear to himself get stripped away slowly.

George was determined to make the man suffer, he had no filial piety for his father in law. He was actually glad Jonathan was not Brandon's biological father, then he would guilty but he was just a man that snatched a woman and child from their rightful home. Who knows, maybe Brandon would be different if his father had raised him? The man had loved his family so much that he had ended up taking his own life out of grief.

George had been at the Ritz Carlton for an hour now, the first call to Sheer Logic had been made while his secretary and him were already on the way. Jonathan was a thorn in his hide that he was ready to deal with. He had set there lost in thought until a light bulb went on his mind, Jonathan had gotten what he wanted already and would start being arrogant hence the second call that was pretty much a threat. Jonathan needed to be shaken to get his ass moving.

Sipping his lemonade like he was not about to cause the destruction of an empire, he sat at the balcony where he could watch the restaurant's entrance. He wanted to get over with the Jonathan situation as fast as possible so he could go back home to his husband. Brandon was not in a good state when he had left even in his sleep he was restless. The site had left George a little broken hence the impromptu revenge mission. 

Suddenly he chuckled, a sweaty disheveled was at the entrance, he was on foot and George guessed that he had been stuck in traffic so he decided to run all the way. See, a little threatening could go a long way. Money was indeed a great thing but it could also bring down empires, a great CEO came running at the thought of losing money but we all know Jonathan was just a greedy man. 

"Sorry I'm late" Jonathan gasped trying to catch his breath, "the traffic was so crazy today. I felt bad for keeping you waiting so I ran the rest of the way" he continued on with his explanation trying to look as sincere and as pitiful as possible. George just smiled in response he could not believe how thick skinned the other man was. He silently gestured towards the seat opposite of him.

Jonathan had no idea what was going to happen but he had a feeling that nothing good was going to come out of this meeting. His gut feeling never lead him astray and the look on George's face did not make him feel any better. He was panicking, a subconscious reaction.

"I would like to end our partnership," George went directly to the point, there was no need beating around the bush with a man like Jonathan in fact he should be grateful George had not done this over the phone. Truth is, he had initially wanted to that but he quickly realized it would not bring as much satisfaction as watching the devastation on Jonathan's face for himself.

Then it came, the disbelief! Jonathan had instantly turned pale, sweat was running down his temple, he stopped breathing. He had known something bad was going to happen but he was not ready for this, it had not even crossed his mind. " We...we had a deal George! YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME!" he had thrown all rationality out the window, shouting at the top of his voice.

"I will go to the media! I will tell them everything" Jonathan threatened.

That did not seem to work as George just chuckled, "go, what is stopping you? Spew you guts to the media at least that was the whole world will know what kind of despicable man you are. You Jonathan are a man who sold someone else's son for your own benefit. Go on" he challenged.

"Then give me Brandon back! If the deal is over return that bastard..." a punch had interrupted him. George would not allow him to speak badly about his husband.

"Why the hell would I do that?" George asked through gritted teeth. "Why should I give my husband to you? Who the hell are you to ask that?" rage had filled him.

"Husband? No No! Not possible," we could not blame Jonathan for not believing him after all no one else knew George had gotten married.

"Jonathan, next time you decide s*x is great before a meeting could you at least clean up after? The lipstick stains and the smell of cheap perfume is quite disgusting" with that George walked away leaving a very distraught man behind.