After a few days Draven did the unimaginable. He spiked Esmeralda's drink and took pictures of them both in bed.
He didn't have any desire to be intimate with her but he capture the photos in such a way that made it look as if they were having real sex.
Esmeralda could not worry about the photos being taken because the pill she had been given made her extremely horny such that she could not think rationally.
Draven did not care about leaving Esmeralda in such a condition. ' Serves her right ' he thought.
He went to a cyber and sent the photos to his father from a website. He added a caption saying: This is how one toys with both father and son.
He wished he could see his father's face at the moment. He could picture his father getting all angry and going to give Esmeralda a good beating.
That day he went home late on purpose in order to make things much worse.
He found the whole family waiting for him. " Draven do you mind telling us where you are coming from?" his father asked.
" I went to visit a friend" he said simply. His father looked at him with contempt.
" By any chance could that friend be a girl who turns out to be your girlfriend?" his father went on.
Draven was really enjoying the moment. He acted as if he was surprised. " Wow dad are you a magician or something how on Earth did you know?" he asked.
His father cleared his throat and glanced at him coldly. " I know that she is older than you and I also know that her name is Esmeralda" he growled.
" Come on dad. She is not that old it's just 7- 10 years older than me. Plus that's not a big deal anyway " he said with a chuckle.
He could see his father's hands clenched into a fist. He was probably having a hard time trying to keep his anger in balance.
" For how long have been intimate with her?" his father asked.
" Dad I think that's a very personal question. There is no way I am going to answer that" Draven said sarcastically.
" I asked a question you bastard. Now you have to answer me " he bellowed.
There was nothing more enjoyable than seeing his father on the verge of exploding like a volcano.
" Like...s...seven months.." he answered in a shaking voice. He wanted to play with his father's emotions for a little longer.
" I didn't raise you to be with women older than you. Do you what kind of a sin you have committed.
Don't you feel ashamed for riding on the same bike as your father?" his mother asked with teary eyes.
Seeing his mother shed tears was his greatest weakness. For a moment he felt like telling her all about it but then it would ruin all his plans.
" How on Earth was I supposed to know that Dad had such a young woman. Based on his words his woman loves him dearly so I guess you are mistaken" he said with a hint of sarcasm.
" To be honest I don't regret that she was dad's woman. Because having her was a great pleasure.
Her sweet fragrance and the taste of her skin it was..." he fell to the ground before he could utter another word.
His own father had punched him on the jaw? He was certain that his jaw would dislocate.
" Not a single word. You should feel ashamed" he yelled.
" You have the audacity to beat me because of that cheap excuse of a woman. For your information I think it's best you know that she has never loved you and never will she.
She has cheated on you before and she will keep on doing so" he blurted.
His father charged at him like a bull and kicked him on his chest.
He stomped on his belly mercilessly. His mother tried to defend him but it was not helping.
Draven expected this to happen but he didn't imagine it to be this painful.
If his mother kept on insisting to be with that man after the incident then Draven feared what he would be compeled to do.
His father stormed out of the house and left Draven growling in pain after a thorough thrashing.
" My son why did you do that " his mother asked. Draven felt a stab to his heart when he saw his mother pleading before him.
" Mother, I didn't do anything wrong. I never slept with that woman. I sent dad those pictures to get back at him for insulting you" he spilled the beans.
A faint smile formed across his mother's face. " We should inform your father about this so that we can clear the misunderstanding" she said a bit excited.
Draven shook his head. " I don't care about what father thinks. But if you choose to side with him today I can assure you that you will never see me again" he threatened.
" Just let him be. He can never leave this house" Brandon interrupted. " You should clear the misunderstanding with father or else he might just send us away from this house"
Draven hated how his brother had been behaving lately. He was no longer the caring and loving person that he used to be.
All he cared about was not living in poverty and been provided for.
" What have you turned into son?" his mother asked with concern.
" I have not turned into anything. Draven is the one who has turned" Brandon said. Draven felt his blood boil.
He wanted to get up and beat the pulp out of his brother.
" Watch your tongue bro. You never know when my demon awakens" Draven said in a deadly tone.
Brandon chuckled at his threat. He looked at him with contempt and walked away.
Draven was liking his brother lesser with each passing day.
He feared that he might start hating his brother just like how he hated his father.