You Will Obey (Rules of Bennett Book 4) Read online

  “I want to know where Wilson and his top men are hiding,” I asked. “I can’t seem to find Calvin, which is who would’ve been in your spot right now.”

  “I don’t fucking know, man. I’m not even high ranking!” he yelled as he jerked against the zip ties that bound him to his chair. “The only thing that fucker told us was that we were on our own and to watch out for you. He didn’t give a shit about any of us.”

  “That part’s obvious when he left you guys like sitting ducks waiting to be slaughtered,” I said with a shrug. “Well, since I can’t find who I’m looking for, I’ll have to make an example out of you.”

  “I have a family! Please don’t do that to them!” he begged, keeping his eyes on Aurora as she circled around him.

  “I had a family, too,” I said with a frown. “ I had a mother. A girlfriend. An unborn baby. Do you think Wilson gave a fuck about my family before he took them from me?”

  “That’s not my fault!”

  “All’s fair in vengeance and war,” I said and looked to Aurora. “The floor is yours, gorgeous.”

  She wasted no time in putting multiple stab wounds into him, Stewart’s scream filling the space around us. I couldn’t help the grin on my lips as I watched her. She made murder look like a graceful dance, which was both odd as fuck yet sexy. It was interesting to see how much she’d changed after just spending a week in hell. When I’d first taken her and she killed Alice only after having been at my house for less than half an hour, she’d been mortified at the thought of having blood on her hands. But after she broke, it was as if her moral compass broke with her. The only thing left within her was her darkness, vengeance against those who’ve wronged her, and a thirst for bloody brutality. There was that small inkling of concern that it would only be a matter of time before she eventually turned that darkness and brutality against me sooner than later, as I was no saint in her eyes.

  Walking back over to Bruce, Saint, and Nyxin, we all stood back and watched Aurora have her moment. The joy in her expression, the way she smiled in a way that lit up her face, and the way she giggled every time Stewart screamed brought a smile to my face.

  “You know, I gotta admit that baby doll is a bit…unhinged,” Nyxin said after a few moments.

  Bruce snorted. “Are you saying that because she punched you?”

  “Fuck you, you dick. You don’t have to keep reminding me,” Nyxin growled before gesturing to Aurora. “Unless you’re fucking blind, do you not see the scene before you?”

  Aurora was carving different words into Stewart’s skin with a sharp knife, her brows furrowed in concentration. Aside from his new cuts, his body was covered in blood from the multiple stab wounds he now had.

  “If I’m being honest, how’s it any different from what Bennett does?” Saint asked with a shrug. “I mean didn’t you see what he did with the twins? You practically witnessed him removing someone’s organs.”

  “I know, but he’s him and she’s…I don’t know what the fuck she is,” he said, shaking his head.

  I chuckled. “It’s only different because you don’t expect this kind of brutality from a woman and it’s not a normal occurrence that they’re usually given the chance to do what she is,” I said. “Gotta admit that ‘crazy’ looks good on her.”

  “You say that now until she’s holding your dick with a pair of bolt cutters,” Nyxin said with a scoff.

  “Please just kill me already!” Stewart yelled, his skin growing pale from blood loss. Aurora only smiled at him and continued her work until he began screaming. She stopped and frowned, moving around to stand in front of him. Leaning down until her face was leveled with his, she screamed in his face, which only confused him.

  “I learned a long time ago that screaming doesn’t help anything. No matter how loud or how long you scream, the end results are still the same,” she said. I thought back to her multiple punishments and how she screamed. Back then, her screams were what pushed me further, serenading me like a beautiful melody. I’d said something similar to her, mostly because it made her scream even more as helplessness really started to settle. Just the idea of someone wanting to hurt you and there was nothing you could do or no one there to save you heightened the fear in your voice. To see my methods put into practice by her was a bit unnerving…and fucking sexy, too.

  “See what I mean?” Nyxin mumbled.

  I shrugged. “I like it,” I said with a grin.

  My phone vibrated in my pocket and I pulled it out, frowning at the text preview from a private number. Turning my back to the scene before me, I opened the text.

  Unknown: What’s your wife doing in my warehouse?

  A picture followed the email, showing a screenshot of the tracking app connected to Aurora’s chip. I ground my teeth. He’d hacked my program and was now keeping tabs on Aurora. I slowly turned back around. If he knew where she was, it was only a matter of time before he sent men here, or worse, hatch a plan to either kidnap or kill her.

  “Shit,” I hissed.

  Bruce looked over to me with a raised brow. “What’s up?”

  “Give me a second,” I said as I sent back a response.

  Bennett: Leaving you a surprise.

  My phone rang as soon as I hit send on the message, KC’s name popping up on the screen.

  “Yeah,” I said upon answering.

  “I just got a notification that your tracking app you have for Aurora has been hacked. After intercepting some of Wilson’s text messages, he knows where you are and are sending men your way,” he said quickly.

  I took a few steps away from everybody. “Yeah, I know. He just text me before you called. I need you to disable her chip.”

  “What?”

  “Disable her chip. Don’t just turn off the tracking; disable it completely. I don’t want him coming back in and turning it back on.”

  “If I disable it, you won’t be able to track her either,” he said. “The chip will be completely useless.”

  I looked back at her. Disabling her chip could threaten everything if she got away. With no way to track her, she could be the very thing to take down my whole organization if she knew I wouldn’t be able to find her. Once all of this was over, there was also nothing that would keep her from running for the hills to get away from me and there would be no way for me to get her back. On the other hand, keeping her chip active gave my father the ability to track her every move no matter where she was. To keep her chip active would be sealing her to the same fate as Stephanie, and I couldn’t go through that twice.

  “I know,” I finally said. “I don’t want him knowing where she is. Is there a way you can hack it and re-route it to look as if we’re in another location?”

  “I can try,” he said. The faint clicks of keys sounded on his end of the phone before he sighed. “I can’t. The only way that would work was if you were near someone else with a chip. You don’t have the proper tools to remove the chip from her, do you?”

  “No,” I muttered, gripping my hair tight in frustration.

  “I’ll go ahead and disable the chip, but you need to get out of there. He’s not coming himself, but he’s sending his men to your location,” KC warned.

  “I hear you. Disable it so that they don’t track us from this location,” I said.

  “Will do. I’ll text you when it’s completely disabled. Don’t leave until it is.”

  “Heard,” I said and hung up.

  Bruce looked at me with a raised brow. “Everything okay?”

  “Wilson hacked into my tracking system and tracked us here through Aurora’s chip,” I said, keeping my voice low. “KC said he intercepted texts from him and he’s sending men here to either attack us or take her.”

  “We need to get the fuck out of here before they have the chance to,” Bruce said.

  “What’s happening?” Saint asked with a frown. I repeated the same information. I made sure to keep my voice low enough to where Aurora couldn’t hear and kept glancing over at her as I
spoke to my men.

  “We need to get her somewhere safe,” Nyxin said. “Are you sure you still want to leave?”

  “KC is disabling her chip—”

  “Disabling her chip? What if she runs? She could ruin all of us,” Bruce hissed.

  “Will you shut the fuck up?” I snapped under my breath. “As long as she doesn’t know it’s disabled, then it should be fine. I’ll figure out something else for a replacement later, but right now I need it disabled. The last thing I want is for those fuckers to come to Hawaii and fuck up my vacation.”

  “Right,” they all agreed with a nod.

  “But we have to get out of here before they have a chance to get here,” I said, looking back at her. She now stood very still, staring at me with a dark look in her eyes.

  “Bennett,” she said slowly, putting the knife back on the table and wiping her bloody hands on the white protective suit. Stewart gagged on his own blood from a slit across his throat and the sound echoed in the enclosed space.

  “Yes, gorgeous?”

  She smiled and held her hand out to me. “What’s a date if you don’t dance?” she asked.

  “But there’s no music,” I noted. She shook her head and walked back around to the front of Stewart and gestured to him.

  “Don’t you hear the beautiful music Stewart has provided for us? His song is rather short, so we don’t have long,” she said and began to twirl around in front of him.

  “Holy shit,” Saint said softly. “What the hell did you create, man?”

  “Exactly what I wanted,” I murmured and walked over to my waiting wife. They always said you should be careful what you wished for. When I made Aurora into a clean slate, I wanted—no, needed—her to accept my darkness as hers. She needed to in order for her to be ready to take on Wilson. There was no room for error and no time for weaknesses or fear if she wanted to be a part of this.

  She’s nearly darker than you, a bigger monster than you asked for, I reminded myself. Even as I saw her dancing in the puddles of blood spilled by her hand, I couldn’t help but still admire the dark queen that she was. The bright smile on her face as she danced to the imaginary music, the way she kissed me when I finally reached her, and the happiness that sparkled in her eyes showed me that I’d been successful at wooing the woman she was now. I could already tell our marriage wouldn’t be normal, but our relationship was far from normal. Seeing her change before my eyes now put me on guard, even more so now that her chip was disabled. As long as she didn’t know that she was technically “free,” then things would be fine.

  “I take it that you liked the surprise?” I mused, looking down at the carnage she left behind.

  She let out a light and airy giggle. “I did,” she murmured, placing a kiss on my lips. “I’m definitely impressed.”

  “I guess I proved you wrong about not being able to woo you then,” I grinned at her.

  She giggled and nodded. “I’ll admit I underestimated you. I thought you were going to do something stupid with flower. I hate flowers.” She looked down at the rose petals on the floor that were now covered in Stewart’s blood. “But I love when they’ve been painted in blood.”

  “I figured you would. I’ll remember that for the future.”

  She glanced over at Stewart, who was now dead and silent. “I guess the song’s over. I want to get out of here. You still owe me the second half of our date.”

  “We’ll leave in a minute. Just waiting on something,” I said, just as my phone vibrated.

  KC: Chip is disabled. Get out of there now. Moreno men are on route to your location.

  “We gotta move now,” I said to the guys as I took Aurora by the hand. Her brow furrowed in confusion.

  “What’s with the urgency? Did something happen?”

  Not wanting to alarm her, I smiled. “Our plane is ready. Don’t want to miss our flight, do we?” I replied, pulling her along.

  She smiled and followed me without question, the rest of the guys falling in line behind us out of the warehouse.

  I helped Aurora into the car and passed her the pack of wet wipes I’d put in the car door when I slid in beside her. She wasted no time in plucking a few out and wiping the leftover blood from her hands as best she could. She shimmied out of the white suit and rolled it up into a ball before tossing it on the floor.

  “If you said we were going on vacation alone, why are the guys coming?” she asked. I frowned as I checked the tracking app on the phone.

  Aurora” chip is no longer active.

  I sighed deeply, hoping this didn’t bite me in the ass later.

  “We won’t share the same room, but I’m not taking you anywhere without having security,” I said idly.

  “Understandable.” She slid a little closer to me, putting her hand on my phone screen to signal that I needed to put it away. I looked up as she moved to straddle my lap. “Thank you for the surprise. It was perfect.”

  I put my phone back in my pocket and grinned at her. “Guess I’m not ending the night with blue balls after all, huh?”

  “Not when you’ve promised to tie me up and fuck me within an inch of my life,” she purred, leaning down to kiss me.

  “Where are we headed, boss?” Joseph asked from the driver’s seat.

  “Airport,” I said, not taking my eyes off Aurora.

  “It’ll be nice to be on a plane with other people for once,” she teased. I smirked and wrapped my arms around her waist.

  “You won’t be,” I said.

  She stared at me for a few moments, confusion filling her eyes. “You’re taking me on—”

  “No,” I interrupted. “That was my father’s private jet. I bought my own. Didn’t think it would be a good idea to trigger my wife on what’s supposed to be a relaxing time.”

  Even if the plane didn’t trigger her, calling her my wife definitely did. Every time I said it, her eye twitched and a look of irritation would pass through her gaze. You’ll accept it in due time, gorgeous, I thought to myself as I watched her force a small smile on her lips.

  “How thoughtful of you,” she said, her tone flat.

  I tightened my arms around her. “But seriously, we’ll get there faster if we take a private jet. Then I can give you the second half of our date,” I reminded her.

  That brought a smile to her face. She reached down between us and grabbed my belt.

  “Then I guess I should just show you my appreciation until you can give me what you promised,” she murmured as she slowly loosened it. I watched her as she slid off my lap and onto the seat next to me. Desire burned in her eyes as she held my gaze, her hands working as if on autopilot as she unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned my slacks. “How long until we’re at the airport?”

  “What’s the ETA for the airport?” I called out to Joseph. He glanced at the GPS screen.

  “About 45 minutes as long as traffic stays as it is,” he replied.

  “Thanks,” I said and reached over to roll the partition up before looking to Aurora. “You have 45 minutes to show me how appreciative you are.”

  She only grinned in response and pulled my cock from my boxers, stroking it in her hand a few times before putting it into her mouth. I relaxed into the seat as her warm mouth and eager tongue took me in. After a few moments, she stopped and sat up, her skin pale.

  “I think I need the driver to pull over,” she said.

  “Pull over? For what?” I asked.

  She reached over me and pressed the button to roll down the partition. “Can you pull over please?” she asked. He looked at me through the rearview mirror and I nodded. The car had barely stopped before she opened the door and jumped out, vomiting in the grass.

  I sighed, putting my cock back into my boxers and fixing my pants. There was no way in hell we could continue. The last thing I needed was for her to throw up on my lap while I fucked her throat. I got out of the car and moved over to her.

  “I guess what you just did to Stewart finally sank in,” I said as
I folded my arms across my chest, leaning against the car.

  She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. “No. I’ve been feeling weird all day. It just finally came out.”

  “Are you sick?”

  “I don’t know.” She stood upright. “I think I’m fi—”

  She hunched back over and vomited again before she could finish her sentence. Bruce got out of the SUV parked behind us and moved over to us.

  “Is she going to…oh,” he said when he saw the whole scene.

  “Yeah…I don’t think Hawaii is a good idea right now,” I said. She raised a finger as if to tell me to wait, unable to get words out when she threw up again.

  “Was it because of what she just did?” Bruce asked.

  I shook my head. “All the nerves and guilt in the world wouldn’t produce that much vomit,” I said. Aurora finally stood, her skin a lot paler than it just was.

  “I really don’t feel so good,” she said, just before her eyes fluttered and she hit the ground.

  “You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me,” I mumbled. At least she didn’t fall into her own vomit. “Tell Saint we’re heading home instead. I need to get her looked at. No way I can take her to Hawaii in this condition.”

  “Will do,” he said and retreated back to the SUV. I opened the car door, scooped Aurora into my arms, and put her into the backseat. Once I was in the car, I looked to Joseph.

  “Take us home instead,” I said. Aurora’s head rested in my lap, her skin clammy. Not everyone reacted well to murdering someone. She’d been brutal when we were at the warehouse, but maybe that sliver of her moral compass she still had finally kicked in now that we were away from the scene. Whatever the case, I hope it was a simple case of what my guys and I liked to call the “guilt sweats” and not her coming down with something.

  To be on the safe side, I sent a quick text to the doctor to meet us at the house. We had too much work to do and the last thing I needed was for her to get sick. I couldn’t risk leaving her home alone while I handled business, so the quicker she was cleared, the sooner I could get this “wooing” show back on the road.