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The Punishment
By Lily Alex
Sunday, June 03, 2012

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When the young athletic orphan meets the successful businessman, she can't even imagine him being the son of the devil, and that he murdered her parents

Martha and Robert fall in love with each other almost instantly. One of Noirson's guards, Jerry, finds himself under her charm too. This classic situation has an unusual twist though. Moreover, all events that seem to be standard at first become bizarre and unexpected! The real tribulation and challenges only begin when a new girl, Brandy, gets hired. Similar to real brandy, the super-sexy girl makes all men feel like they're in a drunken state. She falls in love with Jerry, but seeing his crush on Martha, the proud girl hides her feelings. The typical love triangle becomes a complex situation, as Brandy starts her plans for revenge...

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The previous episode
...The doorbell rang again, but this time a heavy knock followed it. Both guards appeared here at once. Horst kept his stern features steady as a marble mask. In the contrast, Jerry's tender face, with his huge eyes flashing blue above his blushing cheeks, resembled a giant butterfly.

Brandy felt chills all over her body and her heart beat wildly. The door sprung wide open revealing Roger Ahrman and Ben. They entered slowly and when inside, Robert came in as well, followed by some other guards.

"It's okay Boss, we're leaving!" Jerry said, raising his arms up like if he was in front of the police.

"No, you're not!" Was the cold response from his Master.

Unexpectedly to her, the antechamber started rotating slowly, as if it was the scenery in a theatre. Brandy saw the room's lights go out, and a deadly greenish glow from nowhere lit a hall, that was not her apartment anymore.
First invisible in the darkness, the wall across from her moved forward, and, growing cold, she saw a platform featuring two bloodstained poles with chains, and something that looked as an electric clock right above it.

Jerry and Horst hugged each other for a second.
"I'm so sorry for setting you up!" Brandy heard Jerry said fighting his tears. Horst patted his back, and both friends turned toward the Master.

"Look," Brandy addressed Robert. "It was my fault. So, punish me!"

"I will," he answered calmly, then cited her own phrase; "`be sure of that, honey.`"

"What a cheap revenge!" She arrogantly shrugged, and walked toward the poles, but stopped, hearing from behind; "No dear, it's not for you."

She looked back and saw another pair of chains on the nearby wall.
"Whatever," she mumbled, taking her place, and didn't resist, when two men, unknown to her, cuffed her there.

"Jerry!" The deep voice of the Son of the Devil lashed at the young guard as a thong.

No! Brandy squealed inside her. Not him, oh dear God, anything but that!
She saw Jerry kneeling with his head drooped. Trying to keep at least visible dignity, he balled his hands into fists behind his back, preventing himself from the useless struggle, and Brandy felt her heart stop, cutting her breath out.

"You will not have a 'Ride to Hell' today," Robert said and the young people gaped at him, surprised, not believing.

"My wife asked me to reward you. So I'm going to," he explained in calm air. "You can go."

Looking around with naïve evident relief, Jerry slowly got up. His eyes met Horst's and Jerry lowered his head.

"Give glory to Satan, you basket case, and let's go!" Ben told him quickly, pushing him hard. He addressed his Master, bowing; "May Your Father bless you, My Lord!"

"Thank you, for your mercy, sir," Jerry mumbled with effort, and headed the door.

He's leaving! Brandy gasped, baffled.
"Traitor! You're such a miserable coward!" she yelled into his back. "Go, kiddo, go! Run home to hide your head under your pillow and cry, you worthless rat!" Mad, Jerry spun toward her, and Ben grabbed him. "I said... Let's go!"

"Oops, I almost forgot to ask you, Jerry," Robert called him out with such a smile what Brandy stopped screaming, feeling some trap for the man who she still loved even now.

Moaning with desperation, Ben let Jerry free, and the young guard gazed at his Master.

"Ben," Robert said sternly. "I'm warning you! If you utter a single sound, it won't help your foolish partner, but you... you'll go here," he pointed at bloodstained stand, "first!"

What does he mean? wondered Brandy.

"Now, Jerry, answer me honestly. How long did her 'performance'," Robert shook his head towards Brandy, "last?"

Jerry gulped, paused, then lowered his head and whispered; "Forty-two seconds, and three-tenths."

"Don't dare lie to me!" Thundered the angry respond.

Ben bit his moustache. Without saying a word he hit his young partner with one-inch-punch. Jerry collapsed, moaning at the top of his voice, unable to get up, and Ben booted him a few times for good measure. The young man was gasping loud with each blow, and Brandy felt as if Ben was kicking her own heart.

What's going on? she tried to say it, but her tongue failed her. The next phrase from Robert cleared the situation to her.

"Well done, Ben." Robert kept his grin that Brandy hated the most. "Jerry, I don't like when you're lying to me. And even more—when you are trying to
play a hero. It will not work with me. I don't believe one bit of your ‘nobleness’."

Bastard, bastard! Brandy mused, close to faint. Of course, how could you believe in virtue, acting so mean! Oh, let my poor boy go... Jerry, I'm so sorry! But, afraid to make things even worse, she did not say it aloud.

"So, how long did her performance last?"

"One minute, twenty-two sec, point five!" Horst shouted, answering instead of his friend.

Roger signaled, and the other guards knocked Horst down, beating unmercifully.

"Stop it!" Brandy shrieked, jerking in her cuffs like a fly in the spider web.

"Not his face!" She heard Roger Ahrman warned, and she wondered; Why?

"Stop it!" she cried out. "Why do you punish them, and not me?"

"Don't I?" Robert drew closer to her, and seized her chin. "Or do I?" He tilted her head, and made her look at the others dragging Horst. They hurled the guard in front of her. He raised himself on his four, and shook all over, like a dog just getting out of the water.

Brandy closed her eyes, understanding. She couldn't help her tears, and the only reason why she didn't spit in Robert smugly face, was the fear for Jerry's Fate.

"Oh, Horst," Robert addressed him. "My poor slave. How many times my wife asked to dismiss you because of your past. But I was ignoring her requests, for the reason that you have been serving my word good for a long time. And suddenly disobeying! You deserve to be a dog, if you can't stand a bitch in heat. Take him!"

The other guards grabbed Horst, and now cuffed him across the hall from Brandy.

Robert turned to her again and explained more to her than to Horst; "No one on Earth or in Hell can offend my wife, and get away with it!"

"Oh, such love!" Brandy guffawed. "You such a hypocrite!"

"I do have a very good cook at home," Robert said, smiling. "But it doesn't mean I don't go to restaurants, and I don't mind to use some cheap stuff, during lunch break!"

Brandy swallowed it as well, seeing the screen of the clock displayed flame-like red digits: "1.22.50"

"Here is the time that you have spent, trying to ruin the presentation of my dearest wife," Robert explicated to Brandy. "I have to punish Jerry for lying to me, but I always keep my word, and Jerry will only observe. As you, my dear. But this countdown clock is very sensitive; they will go only if you are watching. If you close or avert your eyes, if you faint, they will stop, and wil not go again until you continue to look. I know, it's difficult. But if you don't want to prolong Horst's suffering, try to keep your eyes open. Enjoy the show."

He sat comfortable in the armchair, and waved a signal.

The clock showed: "1.22.49" and the first howl of unbearable pain sounded, echoing into Brandy's soul. She had never imagined what a man, especially such strong and restrained as Horst was, could cry like that. His screams and moans racked her worse than daggers could, and every second passing by seemed like hours.

She realized now why Roger ordered Horst's face untouched, so she could clearly see him grimacing with agony. She kept her eyes on display, not feeling her tears rolling down her cheeks. She tried to concentrate all her attention on the digits only, but she couldn't ignore the figure, tortured beneath the clock.

Just once she cast a glance at the other observers. Wearing his eternal smirk, Roger Ahrman towered behind the armchair with his Master in it.

Chewing the end of his black thick moustache, Ben was standing next to kneeling Jerry, clenching the shoulder of his younger partner, who, still motionless, resembled a burial monument.

Jerry felt her glare, and shouted; "Don't look at me! Keep watching!"

Brandy moved her eyes to the display, and noticed with horror, that the countdown really stopped, but the people, who were 'working' on Horst, did not.

She gazed at the digits again.
How can the time crawl by so slowly! she thought, amazed. Does this dung clock keep going at all?

But everything has an end.

The chronometer displayed zeroes, and the screams stopped too. Making a weird weak sound, the platform with Horst's remains moved backwards, and vanished in the darkness, as well as the executioners.

Robert neared Brandy once more.

"I'm not a human and can't break my word," he said with warning intonation. "I promised to you the job with my wife, and tomorrow is you first day. Great! I hope today's lesson will teach you how to behave!" He strode to the exit, but stopped for a moment. "And change the color of your hair! Martha doesn't like it! That's an order, do you understand, my dear?"

And he left, followed by Ben and Roger.
The room turned around again, the cuffs had disappeared, and Brandy fell onto the floor in her salon...
The excerpt from "Fateful Love" by Mary Sanglante     

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Reviewed by Donna Chandler 6/4/2012
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