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A brass knuckle or a gun


Evaloves4

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We still have bad luck with the weather: rain showers, cold wind, or a combination of both. The only ones who love this kind of weather are my luvs. They always swim on our beach no matter how cold it is or how big the waves are. Anyhow, our guests are very patient and they stayed in the Hotel.

 

 

Malicija told Silvano about our incident at the chiropractic dressing room. She said it was her fault and that she offended me when I told her about her mistreating him. He was sooo cute apologizing in her name. Just like he still calls my Prince “the boss”, he is addressing me as “Mrs. Eva”. He told me what I already knew; Malicija loves me and sees me as her best friend but sometimes she can’t control her temper. He rebuked her for her behavior but he saw progress in her change when she apologized to me.

 

 

0ur foreign workers from the Philippines and Nepal showed as hard workers. Nobody could complain about them. They were very disciplined and obedient. We as e.b. decided to reward their loyalty and hard work, so we gave them some extra money in envelopes. They were incredibly happy and grateful.

 

 

Do you remember our worker with a gambling problem? Well, there was a small incident with him. He didn’t want to go on his regular anti-gambling therapy. His wife told him that if he doesn’t go, she will call my Prince and report him. He went mad and he threatened her that if she ever reports him, he will beat her so hard that she will never rat him again. One of their daughters heard it and she called my Prince telling him about her father’s threat to her mother and how she is afraid he might hurt her. Oh, my, my Prince was so mad. My Ivy didn’t let him go out of the office before he calmed down for, he might hurt him very badly, even kill him if he lost control and “Hulk syndrome” take him over. Anyway, hearing that the man went to therapy at the end, they waited for him in their car on the therapy center's parking lot. Seeing him coming out of the building after the therapy, my Ivy opened the window and invited him into the car since it was very windy. He probably guessed why they came and he wanted to run away, but he changed his mind when my Ivy told him:

- I wouldn’t do that if I were you! Get in the car, now, or if we have to chase you, we’ll hurt you very much!

The man entered in the car and started to make excuses saying that he didn’t really mean what he said to his wife. When he finished, my Prince punched him in the stomach saying:

- This is for threatening your wife!

Then, since they were both sitting in the back seat, my Prince took a brass knuckle in one hand and his gun in the other, and looking him straight in the eyes he told him:

- Do you see what I am holding in my hands?

The man: I do.

Prince: What do you see?

The man: A brass knuckle in your right hand and a gun in your left hand.

Prince: Good. Maybe you can help me since I have a dilemma … I don’t know if should I use a brass knuckle or my gun on you when you threaten your wife again, or god forbid, you lay your hands on her …

The man (very scared thinking my Prince would hurt him): Mr. Prince, please, don’t.

Prince: You see, I do not know which one makes greater pain ….. If I will use my brass knuckle, I will deform your face first and then break every single bone in your arms and legs, but if I use my gun with rubber bullets, I will shoot all the most painful places on your body until I empty all mine and Ivy’s ammo …. Damn, Ivy, honey, what would you suggest?

Ivy: I would use both, my love, first brass knuckle, and when you get tired of hitting, I would use the gun …

Prince: Very impressive, honey. I like it. Thank you.

Ivy (smilingly): Glad to be of help.

The man: Please, don’t hurt me! I beg you ….. here, I promise, I will never threaten my wife again and will never harm her in any way. Just, don’t hurt me.

Prince: Then we have a deal …. Now, (reaching into his wallet), I know you guys never have enough money. You will take this hundred Euros as a gift, and tonight, you will buy your wife’s favorite flowers and whatever she and your daughters like the best. Then you will take them out to some nice place, their choice, you will apologize for being a jerk and you will promise them that you will do your best to be the father and the husband they need …. You better do as I say since this is the last time I talk to you about your family issue. If you see me again, you'll regret very heavily. Now, get out of my car.

My Ivy told me that he thanked my Prince several times for not hurting him, and when he went, she was so thrilled with my Prince, that she fucked him good in the car. His intimidation worked and my luvs are convinced he'll behave from now on.

I was very proud of him. The family was, is, and always will be sacred to him.

 

 

There were two other happenings, but you’ll read them in my next diary.

Edited by Evaloves4

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KoolHndLuke

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Honestly, Eva... if you ever wrote an autobiography it would be a an instant success. Your life is fucking amazing! ;)

 

Will give it kudos later since I'm out for the day.

Evaloves4

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1 hour ago, KoolHndLuke said:

Honestly, Eva... if you ever wrote an autobiography it would be a an instant success. Your life is fucking amazing! ;)

 

Will give it kudos later since I'm out for the day.

> Thanks ... what can I say? Never bored. :classic_smile:

Jay-Omms

Posted

Wow... Prince almost sounded like a mob boss there but with completely different reason. :sweat_smile::heart:;):thumbsup:


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