Bryan

I needed to get to the bottom of this. I knew Madeline had a hand in this as she was the one who persuaded me to join her and Natalia in a menage trois. She suggested adding her to our little tryst and she is the one to blame for all of it.

Just as I was about to pick up the phone and dial her, it rang displaying an unknown number.

"Hello?"

"Hello? Yes, is this Mr. Worthington? I'm looking to speak with Mr. Bryan Worthington." A dry, slow talking male voice rang through the receiver.

"Yes, I am Mr. Worthington. To whom I am speaking?"

"This is Mr. Donaldson. I represent Mrs. Marianna Worthington, the soon to be ex-wife of your son, Randall Ivory Worthington." The gentleman said.

"I have no son!" I replied.

"Sir, it has been documented that you are the Father of Randall Worthington. You are in agreement with Mr. Andres Chacon, correct?"

Shit! Randall's divorce is going to cost me money! That bastard knew this would happen.

"Yes, I believe I am." I admitted.

"And I am speaking with Mr. Bryan Worthington correct?"

"Yes."

"Very well. We have a matter to discuss and your presence is needed as it seems that the marriage of Marianna and Randall Worthington is being dissolved on the grounds of infidelity." He uttered. My blood began to boil as I knew what this particular financial deal was agreed upon when they were married.

"Understood. Please send me the details of the date and time, I will be there."

"Thank you Mr. Worthington. I will send the details shortly." He disconnected. The timing of all of this had to be planned, I couldn't believe this was just a coincidence with all of this shit happening at once.

Immediately, I dialed Madeline. She picked up immediately, with her cheerful voice, that made my blood run cold. "Bryan, so good to hear from you." She sang on the phone, while whispering to someone near her.

"Madeline!"

"Yes, Bryan? What is it?"

"You Bitch! How could you?" I snapped. She gasped and cleared her throat.

"Excuse me? How could I, what?"

"You know what you did. You set me up!"

She laughed as she requested for her staff members to leave her office and close the door.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Bryan. Please elaborate." She smiled as she spoke. I knew she was up to something.

"You got me mixed up with Natalia! You were the one who suggested we have sex with her!"

"I did no such thing, Bryan. I simply suggested she join us, I never said sex. You, on the other hand, was more than willing to dive in, from what I remember." Madeline replied.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Tell you what?"

"That she was a man?!"

"Transgender Female is the appropriate gender term. And I thought you knew!" Madeline blurted. "Everyone knows who she is."

"How could I have known?! You did this on purpose! And now your gay son has tainted Randall!" I quipped.

"HA!" She laughed loudly. "Now you listen here, you little fucking prick! My Dion did not taint anyone who was not already interested. Randall and Dion have been seeing each other for over a year and you're just getting wind of it. Don't fuck with me, Bryan! I will beat your ass over my son, so don't tempt me!" She threatened.

"It was you wasn't it?!" I demanded answers.

"What?"

"You were the one who sent the pictures to the media!"

She scoffed on the other end. "You know Bryan, you are a stupid ass man. I told you before, I had nothing to do with it. I received the pictures on my phone just like you, you stupid motherfucker! I have just as much to lose as you! I've been able to keep my personal business out of the media, until I started fucking with you! So how do I know you didn't do it!!" She screamed.

I couldn't understand who would be sending all of the pictures and information around. "This doesn't make sense. If it's not you, then who?" I asked. "Do you think Natalia did?"

"Bryan, how could she? And why would she? She's got nothing to gain by destroying you, Natalia is already established. If anything, she will stain her own image by dealing with you!"

That was a low blow to my ego saying that I could destroy her image! I remained quiet on the phone as I racked my brain trying to figure out who could have some animosity against me.

"Seems to me someone has a personal vendetta against you. I suggest you trying and rack your miniscule brain and figure out who you have fucked over!" She exclaimed and disconnected the phone.

§

Jeffrey

Fabian got in touch with me to tell me everything that went down with Randall after the fact he bragged about sleeping with him. I had a feeling Randall would have been interested in Fabian, especially since Fabian was definitely interested in him since he met Randall at the restaurant. I decided to cut my travels short, due to receiving some disturbing information, in which I had to find out for myself.

Fabian filled me in about how everything went down at the resort. He said he was surprised that Marianna and Dion came bursting into the room as he thought they were there to deliver food. He said Dion tried to attack him but Randall got between them, allowing Fabian to leave. Fabian told me that he stayed in the living room, trying to hear what was going on in the room. He watched Marianna leave first, noticing her crying as she stared at him down as she left.

I was excited to see the turmoil that I caused Randall. I thought me spilling the beans would have him turn and hunt me down, but that was simply not the case. In actuality it sent Randall the other way! It seems as though he is in the process of getting a divorce from his wife, at least that was what Jaidi, Marianna's sister, told me. But she also told me that Randall is still living at the mansion, but with someone else. I would bet my life, I already knew it had to be Dion. I didn't understand what Dion had and I didn't and why my antics didn't force Randall to come looking for me.

I decided to find out why Randall hadn't searched for me, by dropping by his home! I didn't know what to expect when I arrived, but I had a feeling Randall wasn't going to be happy with my presence.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Randall rushed outside, closing the door behind him.

"Well, I see that you are still doing well."

"Why are you here Jeffrey?" He said, folding his arms in front of him. He still looked sexy as hell, just better than before. He always had the athletic build, which I've always liked, he just seems more toned than before.

"I heard you fucked Fabian." I blurted. He just looked at me as if he knew he would.

"Is that why you came here? Because you're jealous I fucked him and not you?"

"No," I pouted. He knew how to read me like a fucking book. "Yes. Why did you fuck him, of all people? I was willing, ready and able."

"Yes, I was well aware of that." He huffed.

"Then why him then?"

"It was a temporary moment of weakness." He uttered easily without blinking.

"So you've come out now?"

"Yes."

"Really? What made you come out?" I smiled impishly knowing good and well I was the reason.

"You. You gave me no choice."

"How did I do that, Randall? I wasn't here."

"No you weren't, but you did your dirty shit before you left, right?." He said, stepping towards me.

I smiled, "I didn't know all of that would happen."

"Oh you knew exactly what would happen, that's why you did it right?" He looked more and more irritated the more he talked.

"I didn't want anything bad to happen, Randall. I swear." I held up two fingers. "Scouts honor."

"Scouts honor my ass, Jeffrey." Randall turned around and headed for the door. "You did that shit on purpose. Your ass was jealous, so just admit it!"

"Yes! I was jealous dammit! You wasn't even trying to be with me, after you got with Dion." I snapped.

"Why would I want to be with you Jeffrey? I had moved on and thought you had too."

"But I didn't!" I screamed.

"That's not my fault!" Randall yelled back. Suddenly the door opened up and Dion briskly walked out.

"What is he doing here?" Dion asked as Randall walked over to him, grabbing his hand.

"He's just leaving." Randall said, looking at me, turning around and heading inside behind Dion, stopping just before he closed the door. "Don't come here again, Jeffrey." he said, closing the door.

I stood outside Randall house hoping he would come back outside, but he never did. I eventually drove away, vowing to come again. I wasn't going away that quiet. Randall was mine first.

§

Mari

I found a nice condo with the help of Vicki, it happened to be an opening in her building. I stayed at her place until my furniture arrived, which I had yet to go and buy. I'd been hanging with Vicki as she planned her wedding. She was excited about her upcoming nuptials and so was Mother. I, on the other hand, was busy with my book. It took and never looked back. I still wanted to have another story ready to go, and I wanted to tell Randall's story.

I think it would be an amazing story about how he had to overcome being the prodigal son, who could do no wrong, but ending up doing everything wrong anyway, just to find his truth in the end in order to be happy.

I figured I pitched it to Randall before doing anything as I'm sure he would want to have a say of what would go into the story and what I needed to leave out. Randall was a bit easier to handle any possible blow back as he has been pretty much private with his personal life.

I was sitting on the couch, typing out the outline when my phone rang, it was Bryan David.

"Hey Bro, how's it going?" I closed my laptop as I took time out to talk to my brother.

"Hey Sis, nothing much. Heard you moved out of the mansion."

"How did you....you know what, never mind. I forgot you're a private investigator. You can find anyone and anything." We both laughed.

"So it's true?"

"Yes, I moved out of the mansion about a week ago. So what do I owe this call?"

"I want to meet Father."

"Oh wow, seriously?"

"Yeah. I have some things I need to tell him."

"Oh," I could only imagine the things he wanted to say to Father. "Well when do you want to go?"

"When can everyone come along?"

"Everyone?"

"Yes, Randall, Vicki, and your Mother. I would like everyone to be present."

"Oh wow, it's like that? Okay, well I can call everyone and see if we could do it tomorrow. How does that sound?"

"Great, I'll get everything together and meet you at the mansion around 3 pm. Sounds good?"

"Sounds fantastic." I smiled. This was going to be the final showdown and I was ready for it, blow by magnificent blow.