Still Casey’s POV
“Get rid of the Comms, he’s headed your way.” Tyler warned me from the control room. That is his office, he is in charge of their trackers, Comms, and other hacking into any database that Austin requires. When Austin leaves the house, he turns off the cameras inside the house, giving me the chance to search this house for clues to find my kids. We have been doing this for over one year, but Austin is too smart to be tricked. He never leaves his briefcase or any other documents unchecked. Our only option now is to decode his safe in his private room. I’m sure I will find what I’m looking for there.
Tyler is working on a way to track him and know where he goes always. I know he visits the kids frequently, he hates them as well, but he always uses them to control me and keep me on a leash. He always spends time with them, and while he’s there, he makes a video of them crying and begging to see me. When he gets back home, he plays the video for me just to hurt me and make me cry. It hurts to see them that way, but I know it won’t be long before I get them out of there. Tyler is so close to creating a tracker that cannot be detected by him. At the same time, he is working on the algorithm to unlock the safe in his room.
When that is ready, when we have gotten their location, I would break them out of there, and take them far away from here. After making sure my kids are safely hidden away, I would then return to this house and face this demon. I would cut off his balls and feed them to him, I’ll make him pay for all he has done to me. I won’t run and hide anymore, I won’t cower in fear at the sound of his footsteps. I would show him what it means to be an Osborne.
I took off the comms and I turned off the alarm that Tyler installed in my wristwatch. I took off my clothes, wearing only my lingerie, and I knelt in the middle of the sitting room, with my hands behind my back and my face down. These were Austin’s instructions, this is how he wants me to be whenever he comes into the house, I’m used to his weird demands, and I try my best to obey all of them so I don’t get punished. I could hear him yelling at the guard outside.
From the sound of his voice, I can tell he is not in a good mood, if I’m not mistaken, this is the worst mood I’ve ever seen him in. I wonder what could be making him this furious, I’m sure I didn’t do anything to provoke him this way, I haven’t broken any of his rules, and I didn’t leave any clue that could expose Tyler and I.
“Don’t be scared, you haven’t done anything.
Don’t show weakness, be strong for your kids, be strong!” I kept chanting in my head, trying to encourage myself to stay strong.
My resolve wavered when I heard the door being pushed open by him. I heard the sound of his heavy footsteps as he approached me. I didn’t dare to look up at his face, I kept my head down, just the way he instructed. He walked towards me and he stood in front of me for a few seconds, then he took a walk around me, walking slowly around me, observing everywhere and everything, looking for a mistake or an excuse to hit me. Although, if truth be told, he doesn’t even have to search for an excuse to hit me.
Sometimes, he beats me up for no particular reason. And at other times, he creates a reasonably by himself. He believes that I, Casey Osborne, belong to him, and as such, he is free to do with me as it pleases him. I’ll make him pay for all this Humiliation, that is a fucking promise.
“Just look at you being so obedient, doing everything I ask, why can’t you brothers be like you, why do I have to resort to blackmail and murder, why?” he asks angrily, locking his fist on my curl, dragging it so hard that I yelped in pain. He pulled my head back, forcing me to look up at his fucking face.
“Your stupid brother, Drake, is becoming a thorn in my flesh. He dares to challenge him, didn’t you tell him that there can be only one captain on a ship, does he not know what I’m capable of?” he asks, more like yelling if you ask me.
“I’m sorry, I never had any conversation with Drake, I have no idea what he knows or doesn’t know.” I responded calmly.
“Then you’re an incompetent idiot,!
It’s your duty as my wife to have all this information, it’s your duty to protect me.
That is the job of a good wife!” he screamed at my face, sprinkling my face with his saliva.
“I’m sorry, my love. What can I do, how can I help?” I asked hysterically, hoping he would get his hands off my hair and stop hurting my scalp. But he didn’t stop. Instead, he tightened his grip on my hair and leaned down to look into my eyes.
“If you want to help, you can start by giving me the names of every cop who assisted your father in covering up the murder you committed, you can help me take over the company by giving me more access to the family’s accounts and infrastructure.
Or better yet, give me some to use against your brother, Drake. I have enough secrets to keep Riley silent for as long as I can. That fool is not my problem, Drake is.
I need you to get me something to use against him, something concrete and dirty. I want to take him down, I want him out of the way for good, and I need you to do it yourself. You have to get him out of the way, you have to make him stop asking questions. That is your duty, you have to protect me!” He continued yelling in my face.
“I don’t know what to do, I don’t know how to betray my own family. Drake is not like Riley, he has no secret, and he cannot be blackmailed.” I responded in the softest tone ever, trying to get him to calm down. But he refused to be appeased. He yanked harder on my hair, and he flung me hard on the floor, making me scream in pain.
“You are so useless!
Of what good are you to me when you can’t carry out simple tasks?” he yells.
“That brother of yours is dead!
Consider him dead because I’ll fucking kill him, that a fucking promise!” he continued. I did not bother standing up from where he threw me on the floor. I lay there like a pathetic child and I listened to his abusive words and threats, but I didn’t respond or make any move. I stayed there and waited for his next move. He continued yelling for a few minutes, then I heard the sound of his belt buckle, and I thought he was going to whip me for not responding to any of his words. I mentally prepared myself, waiting to be beaten, but he didn’t. His next works were,
“Come over here and suck my fucking dick!
That’s all you are good for!” He ordered fiercely. I did not wait to be told twice, I crawled to where he stood and I took his large cock in my most and sucked on it, pleasuring him with my mouth. He wrapped his hands at the back of my head, holding me in place as he fucked my throat hard and fast. He didn’t stop, even when I wanted to gag, he fucked my throat continuously until he released his cum deep down my throat. He held my head down, even after his climax, forcing me to swallow his cum. I had no choice but to do as he pleases.
“Get the fuck out of my sight, I don’t want to set eyes on you for the rest of the day!” he instructed fiercely, after forcing me to swallow his diseased cum. I gladly obliged his request, I went up to my room and I went straight to the bathroom. I forced my hand down my throat, forcing out his cum, then I had a hot bath. I made sure I scrubbed his stench off of me, brushing my mouth so hard that I hurt myself in the process.
It’s a good thing that Drake is not like Riley. It would be so hard to defeat someone as ruthless and fearless as Drake. Riley is a fucking idiot, a big coward, and a heartless monster…
I loathed him the day I caught him fucking an unconscious teenager. I almost fainted when I witnessed that despicable act, I don’t know what he would have done to me if he had set his eyes on me. From the look of things, I think he doesn’t want anyone to know about this, and he would do anything to keep his affairs a secret. He may hurt me if he sees me here, so I tiptoed back to my room and I stayed quiet. I tried not to move around too much, I sat on my bed and listened to his moans of pleasure, he went on and on, switching the girls when he gets tired of screwing one. I could not sleep that night, I stayed awake all night. I felt disappointed at him for stooping so low. He is a monster, and I hated him for it, but that wasn’t all he did…
Early the next morning, I waited for him to leave so I could leave this place as well. Staying in here was making me nostalgic, I don’t know how long I can’t keep hiding behind this door, hiding from my own brother. For some reason, they didn’t leave the room as I wanted, I was hearing different voices from the living room, and I became curious to know what is going on. So I went closer to the door and I placed my ear to the door, trying to hear what is happening out there…
“We don’t know how it happened boss, the drug must have had a different reaction on them, or maybe they have a medical condition that we don’t know about. Whatever the case may be, the fact of the matter is that they are both dead…
We lost them, boss,” someone let out sadly. I’m guessing that it is one of his security guards, and I wonder what they are talking about. I have a guess, but I just don’t want to believe that my guess is right. I refused to believe it until I heard Riley’s voice,
“Why are you making a big deal out of it?
You know the drill, don’t you?
Get rid of the bodies, and erase every piece of evidence. I’m done with these sets as well, ensure they get home safely, and make sure they don’t remember a thing.” He instructed.
I could not stop the tears from spilling out of my eyes, my brother is not just a necrophiliac, he is a murderer. This is not the first time, he has killed other girls before, he destroyed people’s lives just for fun, and he feels no remorse for his actions. I sat on the floor and cried my eyes out, who do I tell about this, will they believe me?
Will they believe that Riley is a necrophiliac and a murderer?
I waited for some hours, waiting for them to leave. I had tears in my eyes as I drove back home, I couldn’t think straight and I have no idea what to do. I couldn’t concentrate on the road, I couldn’t even see clearly and I ended up hitting someone.
Dad helped me cover it up, and they all blamed it on my drug addiction. But I know within me that Riley is the cause of that accident, in fact, he is the cause of all our family problems. Some day, everyone is going to learn his secrets, but until then, I need to make sure that Austin never finds any evidence that my parents had helped me cover up a crime that I committed. If he does, then we are all doomed. I don’t think how dad had done it, but he couldn’t find any evidence to prove that I was a bloody hit-and-run driver. I’m sure he doesn’t know that Riley is a murderer as well. If he did, he would have stopped searching for mine because it would be so easy to destroy our family if the news got out that the acting CEO is a murderer and a Necrophiliac.
Being a Necrophiliac is bad already, but people can just call him a sick bastard and then look away. But if they find out he is a murderer as well, it would be too great to ignore. The scandal it would cause would destroy our family completely. I hope he doesn’t find out about it. I need to work faster before it is too late.