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The Fall of House Ashford

         The Ashfords were a moderately wealthy family facing some significant financial ruin. A lot of their personnel were leaving their company Ashford Mercantile and they took some nasty hits financially with some very bad investments. They wern't on their last dollar but they didn't have the riches they once had.

        Denise Ashford ruined my marriage by lying to Lexi and claiming we had an affair.  She and Lexi have been friends since they were toddlers, why would she ruin her friends life? I'm going to assume that the Stanton's financially bailed out the Ashford's as a result of this sick game they played with my family.

        To beat the Ashford's I needed to figure out one fast quick and decisive way of hitting their kingdom. I was reading a file about the Ashford's life,vices,and weaknesses when I felt someone poke my knee. I glanced down see Charlie grinning at me with his 6 teeth on display.  "You little rascal" I said while picking him up and kissing him on the nose resulting in him giggling happily.  I pulled him to my chest and he relaxed against me. " Love you baby" i mumbled into his hair. "Dada? Where Mama?" he asked. "Mama is working right now baby" I replied feeling guilty. How do I tell him that his mother gave him  up without looking back, that she was so convinced that I cheated on her and as a result it's too painful to look at him since he reminds her of me. "CHAWIE WANT MAMA!!" he bellowed.

        I have to see Lexi and tell her to see him. He's her son too and I know she loves him with all her heart. "Soon baby. We will see her soon." I said. "Ok dada. Want apawl(Apple)"

"No baby how bout some bannanas?"

        "Banna yucky, want apawl, apwal for chawie,  apwal for big boy, chawie big boy" he babbled on about how he was a big boy and about how bannana's were gross.  It would have been cute if it wasn't so exasperating.

        I took half an apple and cut it into little cubes so that he could eat them. I put him in his booster seat and he began happily munching away on the little apple cubes.

        While Charlie devoured his apples I went back to the files when I saw something interesting. William Ashford was a huge fan of the skin bar and he frequented mine quite a bit. He would spend a ton of cash on the girls and he probably fucked them after the dances to get its full worth. He was also a notoriously bad gambler who lost hands quite frequently.  No wonder the Ashford's were suffering. 

         A thought occured to me. If William  made a public embarrasment of himself the Stanton's would pull their financial aid. Then I could beat him at a few hands of poker and leave his purse cleaned out. I keep raising the stakes till we got to the deed for his house and the controlling interest of Ashford Mercantile. I was always a good poker player and his reputation for cards was a bad one. I could take it all away from them. Oh Denise you conniving bitch, I've got you now!

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1 week later

        Today is the day I will bring that lying whore down. Bill Ashford walked into "Dolls" with a small entourage and I waited for him. I suggested to Micky(the owner) that he bring out the A-list strippers for  saturday. I wore my security outfit and watched.

        Ashford was a total pig to the girls. He would lick their bodies, bite them, handle them in ways they didn't want to be handled and constantly demand that one of them suck on his "love wand." I would have thrown him out hours ago but I didn't have enough footage of him being dick.

         Then I saw something that made my night. He ordered a stripper to lay down on the table and he and his entourage began snorting lines of coke off of her nude body. With the drugs, booze, and libido going unchecked Ashford's mouth began to spew out insults to his benefactors.  "IF STANTON SO GREAT WHY DON"T THEY BE PRESIDENT...OH I'M SO FUCKING MESSED UP. STANTON'S GIVE US MONEY THEY THINK THEY OWN US! NO ONE OWNS WILLIAM MOTHERFUCKING ASHFORD!!! FUCK THE STANTON'S. FUCK 'EM TO HELL.

I recored the rant and immediatly posted the video online. In the span of 10 minutes  the video's hits reached 700,000.

The Stanton's definatly saw this and like I predicted...they cut funding to Ashford Mercantile. Without the capital, the stock value began to drop dramatically. A week later a rather tempermental Ashford went into Highroller Pavillion to game away some of his woes. Time to fiinish this asshole off.

I dressed up in a fancy suit that Lexi bought me for our first date since it required a dress code. I put down $10,000 to enter into the pavillion and sat at the table with Ashford and a few other gentlemen.  Ashford didn't recognize me even though we met quite a bit. I must have been beneath his notice. Well he's gonna regret it now.

3 hours later and Ashford is looking really messed up.  When he ran out of money I convinced him to start wagering shares of his company, which he happily obliged. I now own 68% of Ashford Mercantile. Ashford placed a sheet of paper infront of me.

"What? I don't do IOU's sir" I goaded him. "Its my house you uppity punk. Last wager of the night. I win you give me back my shares and money. I lose you get my house and keep all you won." He spat out.

"I want that in paper sir. I don't want any misunderstanding between the two of us when the round is over." Ashford nodded and wrote it all down and signed the paper. After him then I signed it. The dealer also signed it as a witness. Then we were dealt our cards.

Ashford let out a strained laugh" Give me back my money" and he laid down a straight.

"Impressive but not good enough" I smiled and laid down a full house. I won.

Ashford looked striken. He stood up then all of the sudden he grabbed his chest and began hyperventilating. It registered to me that he was having a heart attack. I ordered the dealer to call 911 but the Highroller Pavillion was too out of the way for timely intervention. I watched as William Ashford died on the floor, a victim of his own stubborness and pride. While I bore the man no ill will the first part of my plan had worked. The Ashfords are now done for.