Is this destiny?

~ Los Angeles, The Cliffside Villa ~

September 28

8:03 AM

Ron and Zula finished their morning training, showered, and are in the sitting area of Ron's room, each with a laptop in front.

"Are you ready for this?", Zula asked Ron.

Ron took a deep breath and nodded. "Let's do it."

A second later, both of them were typing on their keyboards.

Ron and Zula are releasing the second wave of articles that will stain Ron's stepmother's reputation.

A little background…

Mr. Heine is traveling for business often and he thought that his young son (aka Ron) should have a mother to take care of him. That is where Julia Heine comes into Ron's life. She is a person from the same town, (was) a single woman with a good reputation. What can go wrong?

Soon after Julia married Ron's father and became Mrs. Heine, she started abusing Ron who was about eleven years old at that time.

At first, it was verbal abuse. She would tell him often how he is stupid and no one likes him, how all his friends are fake, and then it escalated from occasional slapping to inappropriate touching. Ron was about twelve years old when his stepmother got inside the bathroom when he was showering, and things escalated from there.

She made him feel like an object, unwanted, she told him that he is useless and that no one believes him... except for her.

Ron couldn't take it and he told his father, only to realize that his stepmother was right. His father didn't believe him.

Of course, Julia was careful not to show her wicked side in front of her husband, or her friends. The demon bared its teeth only when Ron and she were alone in the house, which was unfortunately for Ron, quite often.

Ron didn't have anyone to turn to.

The town Ron grew up in, is a small conservative one, heavily dominated by religion. People's status is determined by their position in the congregation, and there is a huge emphasis on moral purity and appearances. Keeping the façade of a good Christian is particularly important and everyone goes to church on Sunday with big smiles on their faces. After mass, men are discussing the upcoming football game and women talk about what they are cooking for dinner.

But Ron knows that under that façade of a perfect little town is hell. Hell, he escaped from.

Years of abuse made him act out and use his martial arts skills to cause trouble.

He wanted to speak to people, to anyone, about the abuse. But if his father didn't believe him, who will? His stepmother is in a good relationship with neighbors, and the priest, and the sheriff... and Ron was all alone, labeled as a problem child.

All inhabitants of that little town are into it together, enabling each other's sinful behavior they publicly admonish.

One day, Ron had enough, and he ran away.

Long story short, after several months on the street, Ron found himself in the Black & White fight club in Austin, and that is where Sarah found him.

In the recent past, Aiden hired a sex worker that is just Mrs. Heine's type, and they set her up. The man is in his early twenties, but he looks younger and can easily pass as a teenager.

The young man waited next to the road which Mrs. Heine takes when she returns from her evening out (Thursday evening book club).

Just as they suspected, when Mrs. Heine saw a teenage boy alone by the road with his thumb up, hitchhiking, she could not help herself. Or to be more accurate, she decided to help herself.

The young man did the job he was paid for. He played submissive for a lecherous woman while secretly documenting their acts.

Back to the present…

The first wave of articles Ron and Zula released had vague information about Julia Heine and hints that she is interested in young boys. The photos had her sitting next to them, laughing, resting her hand on their knee… but all the photos were with fully-clothed people, kids from the town everyone knows.

Just as they expected, the articles created some online buzz, but it dwindled quite quickly. The goal was to plant the idea into the minds of people that something might be happening.

This second wave of articles, which is currently being released is explicit. The articles contain images of Mrs. Heine with the young sex worker, with his face blurred out. There are also articles with Mrs. Heine's schedule and notes that on specific dates she was by herself in the house with teenage boys.

"Are you OK?", Zula asked Ron when they finished releasing the articles.

"I will be.", Ron responded.

Every keystroke made him remember the abuse he suffered, but at the same time, it felt liberating as well. It's a strange mix of emotions and he can't describe them, but he knows that he will be OK. He has to be. If not for himself, then for Zula, a wonderful girl who loves him to the moon and back, full of patience and understanding.

Zula reached over the keyboard, placed her palm over Ron's hand, and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"I am here for you.", she said.

Ron smiled. "I know."

One hour later, in a small town, 20 miles East from Springfield, Missouri…

11:14 AM

(It's +2 hours time zone difference from Los Angeles)

Mrs. Heine was picking what to wear for lunch out with her friends when the phone rang.

She saw that it's her husband. He is on a business trip in Nashville and normally he calls her in the evening. This is unusual.

"Hi, dear…", she answered in a sweet voice.

"Don't you dear me…", Mr. Heine growled. "What did you do?"

Mrs. Heine frowned and double-checked the caller ID to make sure it's her sweet husband.

"What are you talking about?" She was genuinely confused.

"You don't know what you did? You slut! You are a sick person! Don't even try to tell me that those are fake! If it's a few photos, I might believe that someone staged it. But there is A LOT of them and even videos. No one should know that you have that mole on your left butt cheek! ... " He raged.

Mrs. Heine cleared her throat. "Sweetie, I don't understand…"

"Online! Check articles!" Mr. Heine cut her off. "Even the town magazine has an article and a voting pool where people guess who is the child with you on the photos!"

Mrs. Heine's breath hitched. She still didn't understand what is going on, but she knew that something is wrong. Very wrong. Her husband never raises voice at her, and this time, he sounds furious. "What child?"

"I am coming home. Don't you dare leave the house! You better have some good explanation for this!" Mr. Heine said angrily and ended the call.

Mrs. Heine scurried to the study where the PC is. She opened the site of the town magazine right away. There is only one local magazine, so she didn't need to search for it.

Mrs. Heine stared at the screen, and she recognized who is on the photos with her.

"I was set up! Who would dare do such a thing?", she growled.

After a few seconds of shock, she started throwing things through the study while screaming.

"No! This is not happening! No! No! …"

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