|It was like shooting fish in a barrel. Not one of them asked why I had called out of the blue, after so many years of silence. Each one of them jumped at the chance to visit me on my newly acquired island, no questions asked.
After my uncle had passed and left me this piece of land, a lump of sand in the middle of the Carribbean, I had begun to formulate my plan.
Ashton had left me for a younger, wealthier woman.
Joel went to the store one evening for cigarettes and never came back.
Pablo had been cleaning out my bank account along with my pool.
Jackson called me from Aruba while I waited at the altar for him.
Bob ran off with my former best friend.
Trent told me that bullriding was his love, not me.
Levi, well, Levi was just a jerk.
But now they were all here. Each holed up in his own bungalow unaware that others were here too. This would be sweet.
The men I had hired to keep them in line were all heavily muscled and skilled in making others bend to their will. I watched as the boys filed in warily eyeing my hired men and looking at me with curiousity. Now the questions were coming to them. I had flown each of them seperately here on my private jet, sequestering them in their quarters before the next arrived.
Now here they were.
"Boys, welcome!" I said. "I imagine you're all wondering why you are here. I asked you here for a specific purpose. I am in need of some labor and entertainment and you each have done me wrong at some point. It's time to even the score. My men here will see to it that you fulfill your obligation to me and that you will not be allowed to leave the island until I deem it so."
The looks in their eyes were priceless.
I arrived at the quarry the next morning to find my boys chained up and ready for work. I took the reins in hand and cracked my bullwhip hitting Pablo on the ass. He yelped and jumped as they all set to their traces. Driving them up the mountainside, I admired the sweat-drenched muscles of their backs.
This was going to be lovely.
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