Military Son-In-Law

"You little whore!" A man cursed.

"Don't you dare curse at me! I haven't done anything wrong." A woman retorted.

"Take this and leave this instant!" The man yelled and threw a bundle of cash at her.

The woman scoffed and neglected the money which infuriated him. He stood confidently in his underwear and looks frustrated.

"What the hell do you want from me? Your job is done, you may leave!" He shouted.

"I am your girlfriend, you have no right to treat me this way, I should be treated with respect!" The woman demanded.

The man was about to retort when the loud clanging of heels was heard, the two looked towards the origin of the sound only to find a sexy looking woman ascend the stairwell and approach them, she looked exquisite and seductive . The newcomer ignored the presence of the other woman and went straight to the man, she kissed him fully on the lips and smacked her lips as well before throwing the bewildered woman a dirty look.

"What's this Richard? I can hear your voice all the way down there?" The woman said.

Richard smirked and drew her closer, he wrapped a arm around her waist and fondled with it, the other woman was still shocked.

"What's wrong Aggie, cat got your tongue?" Richard mocked.

Aggie felt her eyes stung with tears.

"You're cheating on me?" Aggie asked.

Richard burst into laughter.

"Do you honestly think I'd stick with you when there's ton of fun and beautiful ladies out there? I'm too young for commitment Aggie, it's either you get used to it or ..." Richard said shamelessly.

Aggie took a step forward and slapped him hard across the face, she didn't give him the chance to retort when she spat on him and hurried took what was left of her clothes.

"You'll pay for this, I promise." Aggie swore and hurried down the stairs with Richard's laughter trailing after her.

Her eyes were clouded with tears and all she wanted was to run away, she wasn't looking hence she bumped into someone who hurriedly apologized.

"I'm sorry Miss, are you okay?" The man asked.

Aggie burst into tears and ran away, the man sighed and looked up. His brother was with another girl, fondling her. He turned away and was about to leave when Richard stopped him.

"Hey Kyle, you like that slut? How about I tell Father to get you married to her?" Richard taunted.

Kyle shook his head and walked away, it was so early in the morning; barely dawn and he had chores to attend to.

"That's right, walk away idiot!" Richard mocked.

Kyle grunted and went into the kitchen, he banged the door behind him to avoid hearing the resonation of the dirty kisses Richard and his whore were enjoying. Life has always been hard to him, the best he could do was avoid more trouble.

He exhaled deeply seeing the pile of dishes in the dishwasher, he could just set it to automatically wash itself but his parents had insisted he washed them all himself, he had grown up to be a house help in his own family. Richard was a year older than him yet they treated him like a king while he did the dirty works.

At least he felt grateful that he has a roof over his head and isn't wandering around, his biological parents had abandoned him at an orphanage or so he's told and he's adopted. Kyle pushed his thoughts aside and got to work, it was only half an hour left and his parents would be awake.

He had to prepare their morning coffee, breakfast and draw their baths before they awoke else the day will be hellish for him so he got to work. The huge mansion was to be cleaned by him alone everyday. The family were well to do and could hire as many house help and maids they needed but they felt he was a perfect fit for the post.

Kyle prepared breakfast as soon as he was done with the dishes and made coffee, he sighed as he ascended the stairs and went to his parents room to deliver their early coffee in bed. After he was done with that, he set the table and announced that it was time to it according to the laid down tradition.

Richard was the first to come down to the dining room along with his new girlfriend who looked flushed followed by his parents; Elena and Marco Davidson. They threw spiteful remark to him as usual and proceeded to insult him, Kyle stood by and waved it all away as he couldn't wait to get out of the worse and go to work.

An hour later; they were done with breakfast and he hurriedly cleaned up after them. Kyle took a bath, dressed up and rushed out of the house before they find an excuse to keep him back at home. He caught the morning bus and went straight to the coffee shop where he worked in the mornings.

At afternoon, he would work at a restaurant and work the evening shift at a bar before meeting up with his girlfriend; Melinda for dinner. Kyle went home every evening tired and frustrated, but he dared not show it as he's expected to make dinner and welcome whatever pent-up frustrations were thrown on him by his family.

"Do you call this food? Are you trying to poison us?" Elena shouted as she took a spoonful of the lasagna Kyle served for dinner.

"What's wrong with it?" Kyle asked.

Elena scoffed.

"What's wrong with it? Everything is wrong you bastard! Are you trying to kill us with this thing you call food?" She yelled even louder.

Kyle sighed, his mother was throwing a tantrum as usual and it was evident that she's drunk so he simply kept mute and allowed her to rant as much as she could. Dishes were flung at him that night and he barely dodged the utensils that were thrown at him. As he laid down to sleep much later, he clung to his necklace; the only thing his birth parents left him and hopes to someday save enough to move out and start a life of his own.