Page 36 of His Last Will

Arianna with a knife is a sin I can’t resist.

With the gauze wrapped around his arm slowing the blood flow, Gage faces me again, the look in his eyes deadly. “Now, let’s talk about Brodie.”

I would rather wrap my balls in spikes. “Let’s not.”

“I wasn’t aware you had feelings for Brodie.”

I scoff. Feelings. Sure.

“Despite what you might think, Gage, you are not actually aware of everything that goes on around here.” Stalking over to the far side of the room, I open the drawer for Patient 2231 and move him to the center table. Running my hand down the bag, I can’t help but tease the helpless man, “No need to shake, precious. You have my full attention.” I can almost hear the faint scream behind his ball gag.

Gage ignores me as I talk to my body bag. “Did Brodie know?” he gruffs out.

I don’t bother to respond. Because whether or not he knew doesn’t matter. He’s dead. And if there is one thing Ashton has not figured out yet, it’s how to bring the dead back to life. Otherwise, I would have dug up his coffin and injected him with it already. I could fuck a zombie; why not? I’m an indiscriminate lover.

Zombies in movies don’t bleed, and the ones I’ve read about have dirt coming out of them. But, like, maybe Ashton could create ones that could bleed in theory. That would be cool to play with.

Clearly not taking a hint, Gage presses me further. “Fine. But does Ari know?”

“Gage, I would think very clearly about your next question. I am this close to impaling you with something more permanent than my pocketknife.”

I open the bag just enough to see the new man’s face. The tears are streaming down his cheeks as he waits to find out what I’ll do next. Last week I chopped a couple of his fingers off and cauterized them until he passed out. Can’t do that again. Wouldn’t want to become predictable. Out of the corner of my eye, I spot my hammer. Delicious. Hammer to his cock and balls. I’ll see if he can bleed and piss at the same time.

“Aiden.”

I forgot Gage was still here. He never knows when to leave things alone.

“Gage. Go away. I know what I’m doing, and I do not need or want your oversight.”

“Do not make me hate you, Aiden. If you mess with Ari, I will end you.” He doesn’t wait for my reply and slams the door after Bosco crawls his way into the morgue.

Good.

“Bosco, come give our friend a warm welcome.” The spider makes his way over to the table, and if he had a tail, it would be wagging for sure. He starts at the man’s face. “Hump his face a little if you want, buddy. This man might as well be useful for something.” Bosco will do what he wants regardless of what I tell him, but you know, I try.

Removing the gag, I replace it with the head of the hammer, sending it deep enough to choke him and stop the screaming. “Get it real nice and wet. That’s it. Warm it up a little. Wouldn’t want cold iron hitting your balls.” The man’s eyes widen in terror as he realizes what’s coming for him.

Fully removing the man from the body bag, I raise the stirrups and strap him in. Gage is right about one thing. I can’t spend my nights dreaming about a wet cunt and hard dick. I need to focus on the family legacy I need to uphold. Being the head of The Order is no joke, and just about everyone is gunning for me. They would stab me in the back and dance on my corpse for the power that I am about to gain. Good thing I’m better at killing than most of my opponents. But I cannot afford any distractions, and this Ari thing is becoming a real problem. Goddammit, just thinking about her is giving me an erection.

It’s been months since I’ve gotten laid. That’s my problem. And the fact that I am currently engaged to be married to a tease of a fiancée. I have craved Ari for years. Watching her and Brodie almost drowned me in jealousy. Now, she’s at the tip of my fingers. I just have to snatch her. Clearly, from the way she’s been acting, she does want me. Even if she has to think of Brodie while I’m inside her. She can even scream his name. We can both think about him while we fuck. I’m going to come either way.

Then she will be out of my system. Years of pining have brought me to my current state, and it’s time to fuck it out of my body and into hers. The relief at knowing that this feeling will soon be gone allows me to focus on my current task.

Right. Ball hammering.

“Sorry about the delay. Mid-torture crisis. But I got it figured out now. You know how it is…actually, you probably don’t. And won’t get a chance to. Oh, well.”

CHAPTER

FOURTEEN

ARI

Running my fingers along the top of the glossy stone brings me a modicum of peace. Almost like I am still connected to him, like he’s here with me, and not six feet below me.

Did you watch me kill that man?

I’m always watching, Arianna. Don’t ever forget that.